Die Glocke läutet ein neues Jahr in der Zusammenbruch das Mitternacht (Y DISPARÉ DISPARÉ DISPARÉ UN AGUJERO EN TODO LO QUE AMO…)
Now no longer shrouded in her multilayered robe & drama mask—now in her freakish true form—she walks up to Everyone & hands her a pocket book with a blank cover in worn dry-orange leather. This was the pocket book that held the secret key to dismantling her whole operation. “I’m sorry,” she whispers. “I didn’t […]
