26.07.21
Even on the gloomy mornings, I’m always drawn to the coast. A lone fishing boat heading out towards Jerbourg, in what seemed like an infinite abyss.
///vocally.hardly.surfed
Haze
26.07.21
Even on the gloomy mornings, I’m always drawn to the coast. A lone fishing boat heading out towards Jerbourg, in what seemed like an infinite abyss.
///vocally.hardly.surfed