An Englishman in Belgrade – Madera


An Englishman in Belgrade – Madera
People have told me, you don't go to Madera for the food, you go for the atmosphere. And what atmosphere might that be, fear? Microphones in the flower pots?
People have told me, you don't go to Madera for the food, you go for the atmosphere. And what atmosphere might that be, fear? Microphones in the flower pots?
Ljubavni roman 6. deo. Da li je to što konobari prepoznaju Simonidu u Maderi dobar ili loš znak?
Ljubavni roman 5. deo. Saznajte sve o Simonidinim požudama iz tinejdžerskih dana u mirnom vojvođanskom gradiću.