Location: Acros de la Frontera, Spain.
They drove past a battalion of defeated black sunflowers who were holding their heads in shame.
Her fingers itched begging to write the beginning of a glorious tale. She scribbled in her journal roughly,
“today I ate six year old cheese, drank twelve year old wine and I discovered all past declarations were empty"
Her fingers itched begging to write the beginning of a glorious tale. She scribbled in her journal roughly,
“today I ate six year old cheese, drank twelve year old wine and I discovered all past declarations were empty"