Derecske, 7°C, egész borult, hűvös idő van. Éjszaka esett is.
As if all this was something more than another footnote on a postcard from nowhere, another chapter in the handbook for exercises in futility...
Derecske, 7°C, egész borult, hűvös idő van. Éjszaka esett is.
As if all this was something more than another footnote on a postcard from nowhere, another chapter in the handbook for exercises in futility...