"Even the most innocent of men's affairs seem doomed to cause suffering. Pushing the lawnmower through tall wet grass, and enjoying the strong aroma of...
Beauty is ever to the lonely mind a shadow fleeting; she is never plain. She is a visitor who leaves behind the gift of grief, the souvenir of pain.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Beauty is ever to the lonely mind a shadow fleeting; she is never plain. She is a visitor who leaves...
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