Rychtarov: Heaven
Last night we saw a man picking up mushrooms. He didn’t pay any attention to us, we felt caught. Somewhere over the hills we hear dogs barking, our spot feels like heaven. Tomorrow back home…
Last night we saw a man picking up mushrooms. He didn’t pay any attention to us, we felt caught. Somewhere over the hills we hear dogs barking, our spot feels like heaven. Tomorrow back home…