Romeo Outdoor C3

« The downpour fell, succumbed to days, months, years.‎.‎.‎ Everything vanished, creatures, plants, issues, designers, even the heavenly messengers had wet feathers.‎ In the thick evening, we figured we could see glints, then, at that point lights, then, at that point splendid flashes.‎ It was the Flos lamps, right from Italy.‎ They had adjusted, they were waterproof.‎ They were done enduring, they were living for the sole, most extreme satisfaction of the luminous amoebas.‎ A miracle.‎ »