One evening Sir Harry went... no, it was Sir Andrew. Or maybe Sir Robert? In a word, three bosom friends (not to mention Cat Thomas with his bosom friend Pretzel) met, as usual, in their favorite cafe “Horns and Bells”. Life here is in full swing: Is it possible to meet your own double? What does Sir Robert's dream mean? Why the hell is Sir Andrew wearing a pink mask?! Before you, three bosom frie...
Natalia Povalyaeva - ТРОЕ ИЗ БЛУМСБЕРИ, НЕ СЧИТАЯ КОТА И КРЕНДЕЛЯ
ТРОЕ ИЗ БЛУМСБЕРИ, НЕ СЧИТАЯ КОТА И КРЕНДЕЛЯ
Three from Bloomsbury (to say nothing of the Cat and Pretzel)
Natalia Povalyaeva, Наталья Поваляева
Mô tả
One evening Sir Harry went... no, it was Sir Andrew. Or maybe Sir Robert? In a word, three bosom friends (not to mention Cat Thomas with his bosom friend Pretzel) met, as usual, in their favorite cafe “Horns and Bells”. Life here is in full swing: Is it possible to meet your own double? What does Sir Robert's dream mean? Why the hell is Sir Andrew wearing a pink mask?! Before you, three bosom friends, Bloomsbury. They never break tradition. Such is the tradition.