But his heart was in a constant, turbulent riot. The most grotesque and fantastic conceits haunted him in his bed at night. A universe of ineffable gaudiness spun itself out in his brain while the clock ticked on the washstand and the moon soaked with wet light his tangled clothes
upon the floor.
RISHA | PHILIPPINES | 1997
Comptine d'Un Autre Été Le Fabuleux Destin D'Amélie Poulin