fadedbronzeandwitheredgarlands: Hermes is the smell of gasoline and diesel. The unique scent of highway asphalt and the coffee you clutch between your shaking, over-caffeinated fingers. Hermes is the slightly cold bag of Mcdonalds sitting between the driver and passenger on a long drive. Hermes is the streetlights dancing across the painted lines you’re oh-so-tempted toContinue reading

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