People don't belong to no cityand there's no pity.People don't belong to no manthat's the great plan.If someone put you through Helldo you think you w..
Late Thursday evening. People going home after work or school. Cold air, dirty streets, straight animals, light mist. The empty bus station where your..
At that time she was only seventeen but she walked the streets so full of rage. She had a beautiful heart but she was unappreciated. She had a mother-..
From the point of view of our main character, ClaraIt's past midnight but I see him. I see clearly his sharp face, his eyes so cold blue but still bea..