"Then he remembered his wedding, the old times, the first pregnancy of his wife; he, too, had been very happy the day when he had taken her from her fa...
Perhaps she would have liked to confide all these things to someone. But how tell an undefinable uneasiness, variable as the clouds, unstable as the winds? Words failed her—the opportunity, the courage.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Perhaps she would have liked to confide all these things to someone. But how tell an undefinable une...
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