Maxioms by Abu Abbas
The storm passed by my shop, and I had to escape from the shower of stones, tear gas and rubber read more
The storm passed by my shop, and I had to escape from the shower of stones, tear gas and rubber bullets to save my life,
Of course, it wasn't my fault. I didn't shoot the man. But he was a civilian, and I ask myself, read more
Of course, it wasn't my fault. I didn't shoot the man. But he was a civilian, and I ask myself, 'What was his fault?'
