Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out. — Criss Jami, Diotima, Battery, Electric Personality
Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out. — Criss Jami, Diotima, Battery, Electric Personality
Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out. — Criss Jami, Diotima, Battery, Electric Personality
Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out. — Criss Jami, Diotima, Battery, Electric Personality
Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out. — Criss Jami, Diotima, Battery, Electric Personality
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Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out.

— Criss Jami, Diotima, Battery, Electric Personality
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