Norma Desmond:
freedom is fragile
Norma Desmond:
though infinite, can never meet
Norma Desmond:
the old fashioned way
Norma Desmond:
searching for diamonds in the sulphur mine
Norma Desmond:
in dark corners...
Norma Desmond:
armadillo
Norma Desmond:
bliss
Norma Desmond:
Oh no - what have I done?
Norma Desmond:
il pleut
Norma Desmond:
a sense of drama
Norma Desmond:
tell me...
Norma Desmond:
you may know...
Norma Desmond:
60 degrees
Norma Desmond:
autumn abstract
Norma Desmond:
the same...
Norma Desmond:
go-faster-stripes II
Norma Desmond:
let it go...
Norma Desmond:
after the sparkle
Norma Desmond:
he may never forgive me...
Norma Desmond:
a grand day out
Norma Desmond:
whistling boy
Norma Desmond:
celebrate the holga
Norma Desmond:
in his hands
Norma Desmond:
sun sets over didcott
Norma Desmond:
breaking of the shell
Norma Desmond:
estranged
Norma Desmond:
Oh dear!
Norma Desmond:
steely blue
