She refused with a sign of the hand the plain, almost perfectly rounded nacho, tinted with a whitish, sticky sauce that smelled like onions and chemicals, which the young guy offered her in the dark room of the cinema.
She refused with a sign of the hand the plain, almost perfectly rounded nacho, tinted with a whitish, sticky sauce that smelled like onions and chemicals, which the young guy offered her in the dark room of the cinema.