Fiora Garenzi
1 post
Nanna strana
One day, my mother sat me down in the back seat of the midnight blue 206 that I had always known, with the dog at my feet, and we set off together. We left the Paris suburbs, then at the end, we boarded the ferry, and we started all over...
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