A parisian story – part 1. The beginning…
Paris: the beginning of the end. A romantic story between an artist and a bipolar philosopher turns into one of psychological violence. I was sitting in the kitchen, next to the sink, he was hanging around, getting closer to me, then he stopped and told me he had feelings for someone else. “We...
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About me
Zelda is a cute, restless, gray cat who likes to write and take pictures of what strikes her. She was born in Prague, in Zlatá Ulička, many years ago; like all cats she wasn’t born because of love – it is well known that relationships between cats happen because of rape – and this is what makes cats wise: not to believe in love,
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Zelda is a cute, restless, gray cat who likes to write and take pictures of what strikes her. She was born in Prague, in Zlatá Ulička, many years ago; like all cats she wasn’t born because of love – it is well known that relationships between cats happen because of rape – and this is what makes cats wise: not to believe in love,
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