“Like everyone, I want my soul to thrum. I run my long nails over the keys like I'm scratching the back of a lover.” — Carlos Hernández Copy Share Image
“Like everyone, I want my soul to thrum. I run my long nails over the keys like I'm scratching the back of a lover.” — Carlos Hernández Copy Share Image
“You see, Mr. Vidón, back in the day in Venezia, anyone could disguise themselves in a bauta mask: ricco o povero, uomo o donna,… — Carlos Hernandez Copy Share Image
