Everything is safely stored in the Archives
“Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.”
now i’m dry of faults; wait for the rain;
soleil all over you, warm sun…
...But that’s disregard. You find another friend and you discard as you lose the argument in a cable car, hanging above as the canyon comes between…
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map