Bratwurst with Anna Avramenko

Anna, hungry.

Elegance comes in off the street, walking in against the thick air. Bratwurst are grilling.

Seated, pleated.

Redirection

Every day we walk straight on past the Bratwurst grill, pretending not to notice the feelings we have deep inside. Until one day we don't. Sometimes we give in to our desires.

Introspection

Deliverance

Guten Appetit, Anna.

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