Pranesh Varan, 7 december 2011
The crowd kept filling in, barely any room to breathe let alone stand. The sheer number alone confined in those small cubical joints would give jitters to outside bystanders who so very wrongly judge and mistake us for having voyeuristic pleasures, a sort of kick if you will, by standing so close to (... więcej)
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