Τετάρτη, 15 Φεβρουαρίου 2017

Indentation and perilous contention

The Polish father, without any hustle, removed the old syrettes from the rusty hull and placed his baby son on the front opening of the tank’s facet. It gleamed through me the abhorrence towards the obscene war symbol, but from the other hand, the father was driving and the son was joyful. The sound of the heavy cranks was exasperating. 

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