A Way of Looking at Kindness
i. Clammed up, Iโm an uncooked mussel as I board the bus. The lingering scent of passport checks fills the air, for weโre about to cross imaginary man-made bord...
i. Clammed up, Iโm an uncooked mussel as I board the bus. The lingering scent of passport checks fills the air, for weโre about to cross imaginary man-made bord...