Corinthian K.




I used to think that night was a time for women. All day, the docks were raucous with the lives of men. Lightermen and stevedores, dockers and pilots, the sailors and the drivers of the trains. In the smallest hours, only the river’s voice was heard. Only women were awake. Men slept, mostly




























I found a way out, it's so beautiful and so bright.
But it takes a long time to get here.






























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