It was a dark and stormy night, the wind was blowing hard. In th...


It was a dark and stormy night, the wind was blowing hard. In the midst of the storm, a man in a long black cloak was walking through the deserted streets. Suddenly, he came across a beautiful lady of the night next to a street lamp. The light illuminated her as if she were an angel, although only her eyes had that holiness., Oil Painting

It was a dark and stormy night, the wind was blowing hard. In the midst of the storm, a man in a long black cloak was walking through the deserted streets. Suddenly, he came across a beautiful lady of the night next to a street lamp. The light illuminated her as if she were an angel, although only her eyes had that holiness., Oil Painting




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