Suspended death

I realize in a moment of sincerity that she is the world, that playful beauty who tempts you with all her charms until the last drop of the cup, so you cling to the influence of her wine until the end, when the waiter turns off the lights and shakes you a little harshly to leave. Only then do you realize that the time has passed, and the night has passed in vain. *** In his second literary work, T...