SHE... AND HER MOMENT On her knees Bloodied Desperate ... She pleaded. She couldn't say a word, without the strength to get up She could no longer continue the struggle. Her body cruelly disfigured, dismembered, joints accustomed after a daily "routine". Eyes made up in a purple colour that did not match her pupils. Which... Leer más →


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