The unlikely ones: Hopeless
It was hopeless. He needed to stop every time he heard a bandoneon being played. He was hopeless but so was she. She held a charm over dogs. Every time she passed by a dog, it would inevitably follow her… Continue Reading
fear
A real woman – by Juan M.S
My name is Tomek and I’m thirty three years old. I like strolling around Poznan early in the morning, but usually I can´t indulge in this pleasure because I need to rush to work. I’m a sleepyhead, but fortunately I… Continue Reading