To the mortuary.
Yes ... but where else...?
Perhaps there is nothing better than the ecstasy and unappeasement of life?
II
INSIDE THE GLASS DOORS
My feet ache, ache, ache...!
End of the first day.
To the mortuary.
Yes ... but where else...?
Perhaps there is nothing better than the ecstasy and unappeasement of life?
My feet ache, ache, ache...!
End of the first day.