Our Lady of Zeitoun
June 1, 2015
Firas rested his head on the back of the sofa, lost in the smoke. He wondered what that meant: a world where you can run wild.
Firas rested his head on the back of the sofa, lost in the smoke. He wondered what that meant: a world where you can run wild.
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