Dirty Sandstorm - West Papuan


Dirty Sandstorm

Rated 5.00 out of 5 based on 1 customer rating
(1 customer review)


The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me? ” he thought. It wasn’t a dream.

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One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections.

1 review for Dirty Sandstorm

  1. Rated 5 out of 5

    Editorial Staff

    Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts.

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