04.22

04.22

 

It was still dark when Julia washed her face and dressed up. She kissed Gaia, fast asleep, on her forehead, took an apple for the bowl at the center of the table an looked out of the arched window.

The boat’s here, Julia said, then hugged Kristen and left and the home was quiet again.

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My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

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