“I lit a cigarette, using the matches I always carried in my left pocket, the song playing inside hit the backdoor and then my ears, it was a song I didn’t know, with a familiar melody, like those faces you… — Sanne van Dolder Copy Share Image
“I lit a cigarette, using the matches I always carried in my left pocket, the song playing inside hit the backdoor and then my… — Sanne van Dolder Copy Share Image
