Retorno
A few years ago, everything seemed to stop for a burning urge to explore a unique place. It was autumn then, and I remained naked as the trees for winter as well. Never being the same, cause its quality soaked my soul.
Retorno
Retorno
A few years ago, everything seemed to stop for a burning urge to explore a unique place. It was autumn then, and I remained naked as the trees for winter as well. Never being the same, cause its quality soaked my soul.