Añade un argumento en tu idiomaWhile slugs slither aimlessly across the kitchen floor, Noémie composes a moving and fragmented self-portrait, on the fringes between intimacy and the world's hubbub.While slugs slither aimlessly across the kitchen floor, Noémie composes a moving and fragmented self-portrait, on the fringes between intimacy and the world's hubbub.While slugs slither aimlessly across the kitchen floor, Noémie composes a moving and fragmented self-portrait, on the fringes between intimacy and the world's hubbub.
