Tag Archives: the Reflections of a Child on the Adult World
The Air, My Friend
A child, swimming with a CROCODILE, the column by Jimi Liao, translated by me… Artwork of Jimi Liao, from the UDN Papers.. They’d all told me, that crocodile tears are faked But the crocodile never told me, that he’d cried … Continue reading
Life, the Obstacle Course 