In my street
I can hear 27 different languages
and I don’t understand
a single word
of any of them
It’s exactly like
living in a poem
EL SEBBO
In my street
I can hear 27 different languages
and I don’t understand
a single word
of any of them
It’s exactly like
living in a poem
EL SEBBO
Dude, yep, you darn right, that’s what we do : live in a poem – most of the time – or in novels as far as I’m concerned. Life is really good over there.