[a brief clip of a soaked young man, staring dumbly at the Square fountain, just... blinking. And blinking. And blinking. He finally speaks, slowly -]
Wet mulberry paper... a piece of cloth, charcoal, salt... forgive me, I've sullied -
[the whisper dies as he glances off to a flock of nearby pigeons; the video setting switches to text.]
...the
(
Read more... )
Comments 150
Reply
Reply
...I have put on a little weight I guess. You don't look like a supermodel either.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment