
A casually worn memory. A scarf wrapped like a fragrance all over you. It seems to be settled. Sometimes you smell pictures. You fool around them. A mute spectator. Searching for the price is a temptation. You’re dying to live once more.


A casually worn memory. A scarf wrapped like a fragrance all over you. It seems to be settled. Sometimes you smell pictures. You fool around them. A mute spectator. Searching for the price is a temptation. You’re dying to live once more.
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