light gazing, ışığa bakmak

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

s/n

"My grandmother lived in a red-brick house set behind a screen of yellow-spattered laurels. It had tall chimneys, pointed gables and a garden of blood-coloured roses. Inside it smelled of church.", Chatwin em In Patagonia.

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