The big man settles down to a warm coffee and a decent helping of Fyodor Dostoevsky. Below the city exhales it’s afternoon cigarette and sighs like a worn out old woman just about to hit the hay.
The big man settles down to a warm coffee and a decent helping of Fyodor Dostoevsky. Below the city exhales it’s afternoon cigarette and sighs like a worn out old woman just about to hit the hay.
