“It’s the warming up of the year, the coming of the light mornings, the way in which everything begins to run about and begin new things. The mighty concourse became for a moment still. I ask you, although it is not my place to ask you, to return home. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling.
Video ID: Q0NCb3QvMi4wIChodHRwczovL2NvbW1vbmNyYXdsLm9yZy9mYXEvKSAtIDMuMjM5LjIuMTkyIC0gMDEtMTItMjAyMyAxOTo1NDowOCAtIDExMTMxMDU0MjQ=
This video was uploaded to michaelkorsonline.xyz on 01-12-2023 17:20:24
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11 - Ref12
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7 - Resource Map: 8