The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite no incident occurred from which my rage and misery could not extract its food.
The very winds whispered in soothing accents and maternal Nature bade me...
I think that food ties us to our community and our traditions and it's the...
Life is given to you like a flat piece of land and everything has to be done. I hope that when I am finished my piece of land will be a beautiful garden so there is a lot of work.
