The Gear House. Everyone has his/her own imagination of Utopia, and mine comes up vaguely in my dream. In my mind, the only thing I hear is sea wave; and what I see is the colorful shadow of running gears, in which breakthrough the ideology of windows…
Everyone has his/her own imagination of Utopia, and mine comes up vaguely in my dream. In my mind, the only thing I hear is sea wave; and what I see is the colorful shadow of running gears, in which breakthrough the ideology of windows…