"She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
