Her hands are cold, but her lips are warm./…
down where she wanders the sailors hang…
moistened another time… she aint no english rose…
post modem .. just past the library
Her hands are cold, but her lips are warm./…
down where she wanders the sailors hang…
moistened another time… she aint no english rose…
Don’t know how, but mak k, marks the words that mark our heart….
JAN TE BONT – OFFICIAL TEASER MODEL DIRECTORY 2013 from Jan Te Bont on Vimeo.
Doesn’ it make you feel proud.. We have so little left to do in the world…
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