
When I was standing alone, as I thought, I was always in the back, hidden in the shadows. In a dilapidated hayloft filled with dust and the roof dripping with rainwater, we made 'Us' Our space is just you and me, away from the noise and people. The place was a rag, with no decoration, no life, no warmth. But you made it my heaven. start:25/9/12.Tutti i diritti riservati