Our own front door can be a wonderful thing,
or a sight we dread;
rarely is it only a door.
– Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
verloren im surrealen der Realität. Ertränkt durch das Leben.
Our own front door can be a wonderful thing,
or a sight we dread;
rarely is it only a door.
– Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?