Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Vadim-s Scar
dedicato. Sergie-Patch-Polyester.
PUSHKIN ON MY Shoulder. A Yasef growling in my Soul, let the HOARDS of History yet-begin, SMOKE, fire, despair, despair...such an easy word when your tank is dry. A cold message now at some Tavern-s door, ALL is UNfound, the Devil from your DUEL is dead, his SON-Life now squanders his Rubles in your hands. Let the Balalaikas ring!!!
On the Streets of St. Petersburg I wear my DUEL scar with rabid pride!
c.2020. davedelacroix.
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