As I sat, Sven handed me a Polaroid
. I couldn’t take it. I tore the bedroom apart, and the suitcases, desperate, because I knew, deep down, that only one person would have, could have, taken it
. . I’m not through with you just yet
As I sat, Sven handed me a Polaroid
. I couldn’t take it. I tore the bedroom apart, and the suitcases, desperate, because I knew, deep down, that only one person would have, could have, taken it
. . I’m not through with you just yet
As I sat, Sven handed me a Polaroid
. I couldn’t take it. I tore the bedroom apart, and the suitcases, desperate, because I knew, deep down, that only one person would have, could have, taken it
. . I’m not through with you just yet
Flecktarn Soldat beim Wichsen 3