And it is N for Nostalgia. Walks to the milk booth at 5 am in the morning, reciting nursery rhymes Being told that God blessed me each time there was a breeze and a leaf fell on my head Asking…
And it is N for Nostalgia. Walks to the milk booth at 5 am in the morning, reciting nursery rhymes Being told that God blessed me each time there was a breeze and a leaf fell on my head Asking…