Concrete city.
"All my world in one grain of sand...and you own it..." - Goldfrapp The night is opaque; my nostrils are filled with city scent of sweat, concrete, and ...
"All my world in one grain of sand...and you own it..." - Goldfrapp The night is opaque; my nostrils are filled with city scent of sweat, concrete, and ...
"At last! The skies above are blue..." - Etta James I lay on the warm sand and dreamt of love. The sun wrapped his arms around me, and ...
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