quarta-feira, outubro 18, 2006
The streets are deserted
But there's sounds at every corner, the clink clink of the sprays as they are shaken down.
A spray steams out, fffrrr creating three or four patches of colour.
It's like the urge to clean up your mouth.
Purging the nozzle.
¶ 12:31 da manhã 
A spray steams out, fffrrr creating three or four patches of colour.
It's like the urge to clean up your mouth.
Purging the nozzle.
¶ 12:31 da manhã
