On the wooden surface there is an ice cube in the shape of a heart
There is a chrome mersedes on the hdr alley, tree branches are reflected on the hood
At the blue lancer there is a beautiful brunette girl in red high-heeled shoes
The blonde begs for help there is nothing but a shirt
There is a slender row of helicopters above the clouds
There is no one scarier than a housewife who has gone to work
There is a fire burning in the fireplace, warmth and comfort come into the room