Please find my wife...
"Please find my wife, but don't call my parents..." Driving the wrong way in search of vehicle collisions, crumpled metal sheets and regain the memory of his atoms.
consoles
"Please find my wife, but don't call my parents..." Driving the wrong way in search of vehicle collisions, crumpled metal sheets and regain the memory of his atoms.
When the control room consoles us | I'm simply testifying to those moments when we find refuge in the technical department when the tensions are too great elsewhere.