On the King’s Highway
WE SLEEP IN, usually until somebody knocks at the door, we take our work seriously, writing as a job, this is not starvation road (to a dead horse point), we don’t worry about the bugs, have a spoondrop of fish … Weiterlesen →
WE SLEEP IN, usually until somebody knocks at the door, we take our work seriously, writing as a job, this is not starvation road (to a dead horse point), we don’t worry about the bugs, have a spoondrop of fish … Weiterlesen →