Women who could be there, what were those that only dream about in the magazines, wet dreams of acid. A series of prints of women, sensuality washed out, a point of view on the lapidary beauty. What is gone? No, that remains strong, in fact it is vindicated with greater clarity, as in the pictures that cemeteries are there forever, until they fall on their own or someone breaks. A lady with the palms up, in this remote past or present, which shows disarmed. Is it?
Here is the line of purple Fausto Merli ...
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