Death always knew how to connect vice with misfortune. — Jindřich Štyrský, Emilie přichází ke mně ve snu
Death always knew how to connect vice with misfortune. — Jindřich Štyrský, Emilie přichází ke mně ve snu
Death always knew how to connect vice with misfortune. — Jindřich Štyrský, Emilie přichází ke mně ve snu
Death always knew how to connect vice with misfortune. — Jindřich Štyrský, Emilie přichází ke mně ve snu
Death always knew how to connect vice with misfortune. — Jindřich Štyrský, Emilie přichází ke mně ve snu
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Death always knew how to connect vice with misfortune.

— Jindřich Štyrský, Emilie přichází ke mně ve snu
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