Ceci n’est pas une Iulia
It’s in the amber glow of this well-preserved historic art deco elevator that one is full frontally accosted by Iulia’s hyperbole-proof...
Been here and there. Just about every which way. And my roving eyes ineluctably fall upon stray bounties of beauty. Compelled to delve into these maelstroms of minerva, I took to pen and paper and plucked at the cogs and wheels humming along in their crafty craniums.