Danian contact with Butterfly Wings
With a deep sigh, I slap the book. I have read the word Casablanca a lot of times, it is time that the girl from Casablanca got a name: she already has it, but it starts to irritate me that she is still called “the girl of...” by the current I person. Tomorrow, try again to wrestle me through this book.
In mind, I'm still at last Saturday.
My meeting with the writer of “Escape Death.” The story of how she unintentionally ended up in a criminal circuit, getting deeper and deeper into the crap due to wrong, especially naive decisions. A story that is almost impossible to believe and comprehend for others. Her book is now prominent on my special board. “Escaped death, “it could be my own story, but otherwise. So much different and yet...
With lead in my shoes, I walked up to her. Forced cheerfully, I greeted her. The embrace felt familiar. We've also known each other for quite a while from various social media sites.
