April 5, 2013 |
In the fantasyland that is Ten Towers, never rains. Nothing is ever wet except for when fine wines are spilt. But even when that happens, we’re safe in our rubber soles. We laugh at life and life laughs with us.
by Matteo Sarti
In the fantasyland that is Ten Towers, never rains. Nothing is ever wet except for when fine wines are spilt. But even when that happens, we’re safe in our rubber soles. We laugh at life and life laughs with us.
by Matteo Sarti