"The kiss itself is immortal. It travels from lip to lip, century to century, from age to age. Men and women garner these kisses, offer them to others ...
I had kissed her at odd times, in out of the way corners, in the manner of a mountain guide, nothing more.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
I had kissed her at odd times, in out of the way corners, in the manner of a mountain guide, nothing...
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