The man is always walking, in fact, he is stalking.
Somewhere, to some destination it is not apparent – it is not of any interest for him to go from one point to another as a means to an end. The route is unplanned, and the man often gets lost. But this is the way in which he wants things to unfold, that is his intention, and this is his sordid fantasy.
This is the stalking man.
On a stil
The Stalking Man
Somewhere, to some destination it is not apparent – it is not of any interest for him to go from one point to another as a means to an end. The route is unplanned, and the man often gets lost. But this is the way in which he wants things to unfold, that is his intention, and this is his sordid fantasy.
This is the stalking man.
On a stil
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