Roman
Roman
The dawn is wiser than the dusk
This is going to be super short. Today I passed by Veselka in East Village, it made me remember my brother. I miss him. The farm I have back in Ukraine belongs to me because it can no longer be his, I think I’ll go plant a willow tree for him when I’m back. It was Roman's last only a few years ago even if it feels like he’ll call me tonight. Maybe I’ll talk to you again soon.