Playground

Adicionar um enredo no seu idiomaThe man can hear the voices. The sound of children laughing. He lives alone in a monochrome house, and spends his evenings in front of the television, joylessly watching anything that happen... Ler tudoThe man can hear the voices. The sound of children laughing. He lives alone in a monochrome house, and spends his evenings in front of the television, joylessly watching anything that happens to be on. It is a lonely existence, bereft of all pleasure and meaning. It is not living... Ler tudoThe man can hear the voices. The sound of children laughing. He lives alone in a monochrome house, and spends his evenings in front of the television, joylessly watching anything that happens to be on. It is a lonely existence, bereft of all pleasure and meaning. It is not living, but simply existing. Until he hears the voices. Leaving his house in search of the sourc... Ler tudo