The palm of the kings in the rays of the night cityThe palm of the kings in the rays of the night city
Each white pawn looking at itself in the mirror sees itself as a queen. we always see what we want in the reflectionEach white pawn looking at itself in the mirror sees itself as a queen. We always see what we want in the reflection
The extraordinary volga against the background of the evening skyThe extraordinary Volga against the background of the evening sky
On the background of the sky in the field of yellow sunflowersOn the background of the sky in the field of yellow sunflowers