A Honda motorcycle stands on the asphalt on the running board
Rays of light through the storm clouds illuminates the gardener on an iron horse
A salad moth rolled up to the seashore on such wide rollers
Around the city on a yellow and black ducati with a breeze
A blood-colored fast ducati flies to the dream on the skeleton of man
A man in a gas mask walks in the rain on a deserted forest road
The picture on the table is a book with a pen and a vase with a rose
The road on the sidewalk with leaf fall under your feet
St. Petersburg Church of the Savior on Spilled Blood on the banks of the Neva at sunset