This is the story of
a man who didn’t have much. He didn’t have money, he didn’t have his own house, he didn’t have his own car, he didn’t have anything really, but
This is the story of
a man with a mind of his own for a home, and a body to feel and his existence as his only certainty. He was
This is the story of
a man who had nothing to give but his two arms, and at the end of them his
This is the story of
two hands
to share
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« Two hands », John Arnyeck, Lost Editions, 287p.