
KANDY
We walk with bare feet on a floor covered with white sheets. There, the tintoreros flash furs of grenades, curcuum, and hibiscos, to create the most beautiful yellows; a drop of indigo and the greens that arise while the carmine of garanza and the oxidized iron become black. Silk is myth.
We walk with bare feet on a floor covered with white sheets. There, the tintoreros flash furs of grenades, curcuum, and hibiscos, to create the most beautiful yellows; a drop of indigo and the greens that arise while the carmine of garanza and the oxidized iron become black. Silk is myth.
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