https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZVEmi6iyYOk Quirky By Farirai Manonose Selene lived unseen, all on her lonesome, in a small brick house on the side of a hill. It was a cold solitary place, and it was glorious. The sun was never quite bright, but a soft light filtered by grey clouds and snowstorms tickled her eyelids open every morning. Here in the mountains with her records and her books, Selene couldn’t have been more alone or more at home. She couldn’t have had more freedom. Here she had no need to protect herself, and so her heart was on her sleeve for all...
