Oporto o Nada by Constantine Dhonau
Thursday brought the first gift I bought for myself. On the shelf of a store was a shoe for 17 euros, nothing more. I stepped inside and into the pair to see if the fit was fine or despaired. A camino through the store reassured me some more until a sonrisa cut thru my face. … Continue reading Oporto o Nada by Constantine Dhonau
