Kindness bears kindness
When I speak out, doubts sneak out. So I stare the world, without a word, until such silence constructs my own strength of sense.
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If there were a time machine…
The one who leads
Box of life
Thinking of family
Jay’s birthday party
Sexual capital investment and loneliness as its return
Reading my ‘carta natal’ under the stars
What was my worst mistake?
In search of a new development model between Western and Far Eastern one
Panna Cotta with Pistachio
Between the statues of isolation
24 hours bus ride