jameskirke:wintersong // a mix for cold air and white snow. it was a bitter night, so we drew on our
jameskirke:wintersong // a mix for cold air and white snow. it was a bitter night, so we drew on our ulsters and wrapped cravats around our throats. outside, the stars were shining coldly in a cloudless sky, and the breath of the passers-by blew out into smoke like so many pistol shots. listen | download -- source link
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