I have a dream – of a country where women sing with their souls, where the old bald uncle would tell stories all night long, where our leaders would be supermen, and where peoples would be so happy they couldn’t help but paint their homes with every color of the rainbow.
Be careful what you wish for – you might just get it.
Très urbain.
Texas inside 🙂
Why Texas? More like NYC core to me… 😉