Ilia [BronxЪ]Dmitriev

Create, paint under pressure, sound trigger, click the shutter, and lingered a moment, old typewriters, the body moves in rhythm, accumulation of thoughts in my mind, to do what I want, expansion of consciousness, a hermit, undermining the moral and ethical society sex against loneliness, idleness for the good of the case, staring at the Order and Medley my grandfather, with his head up and look at the stars, whose lives, just all so not simple, Space, Funk, Rhymes, rain, fog, Sosiska, Sandwich, Iron way, welling surrounded her, Miscellaneous cool thing, melancholy notes, paint-stained hands,