The Rape

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by Nicolae Sfetcu It was a burning heat outside. Michael descended sweaty, but happy, the stairs of the shop He paused on the stairs of the entrance, took off his straw-colored hat, and looked at it once again with satisfaction. … Read More

Autumn

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I feel, it’s here, it always has to be: The autumn, with my yellow tree. The little rain, a classic blues, and me … Nicolae Sfetcu, 18.07.2017

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