I wasn’t waiting. I had too much pride for that. But I kept the door unlocked because I knew, if you ever came knocking, I’d tear it from it’s hinges to get to you.
Photography by Boris Mirkin
I wasn’t waiting. I had too much pride for that. But I kept the door unlocked because I knew, if you ever came knocking, I’d tear it from it’s hinges to get to you.
Photography by Boris Mirkin