Wild Wild…North The lament of a mournful harmonica whistles phantomly through the air. The wind blows, and a single tumbleweed rolls across the dry, arid land. These are the badlands, the sert… more →
MandingueiraJoaninha wrote 1 year ago: Wild Wild…North The lament of a mournful harmonica whistles phantomly through the air. The wi … more →