It was summer holidays and it seemed as if the days stretched endlessly.
hola monicahas quoted3 days ago
musty and empty,
hola monicahas quoted3 days ago
belly of the boat,
Malika Muhammadhas quoted6 days ago
What Happened to Us?
The Place We Call Home
Malika Muhammadhas quoted6 days ago
her eyes fought hard to pick out familiar city shapes. Usually, along here, she would gaze up towards Montmarte. Even after all these years, it took her breath away,