Nights in Essen
On the way home from the bars a woman sits down on the bridge to enjoy the passing of the cars. Their headlights turned into stars by the glass, the noise of the engines and the rubber on asphalt projected upwards at her.
Nights in Essen
On the way home from the bars a woman sits down on the bridge to enjoy the passing of the cars. Their headlights turned into stars by the glass, the noise of the engines and the rubber on asphalt projected upwards at her.
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