(Saturday, forgot the date, it is a long time ago, since after that day I sagged neuroimmune u. still sagging.
After all, a selfi is a kind of fact. To the color gradient of the walls: coincidentally reminds me of the scraped one
Costa Concordia, a cruise ship, that 2012 saluted too close to the Italian Rock, scraped a piece of rock, side position and capsized. When they raised the ship three years later with steel cables and towed it to the port of Genoa to be scrapped, the facade of this former luxury palace looked completely worn and rusted. In the Costa Concordia on board, one could choose between eight different haute cuisine meals. Flambé Caramels etc., and more or less right now, where the lights went out; Thousands of neon-colored peep show-like light bands, that wrapped the inside of the ship. Pope Francis could have said: here a cesspool of sin sank. We also have a light strip, that bridles the runways in our shipbuilding interior. (you can't see them in this picture. they only light up at night) This is v.a. made to, that wheelchair users do not hit concrete in the dark. But, and, right, there, one below is my studio, my bunk number 12)