
J'accuse ?

Scattered

A light
from
the
darkness.

If you can't
look out,
someone
tries to
manipulate
your view
..............
and you.

Time to turn
a blind eye.

What a little
sunshine
can do.
There's alwaysschool keepingan eye at you.
And finally we ride into Oruro along dry sandy roads where dust blows as in a bad Italian Western.

Who's afraid
of
black and blue ?

Dusk

View
from
the
grave ?

Ronnie
the blacknosed
rabbit.

Nobody knows
where he is
at the moment.

A slightly sour taste.
A watchfuleye

A BED

No breakfast.