Helena Varela
The camera slowly approaches a room illuminated only by the green reflex of a pool table. Helena is on her back, long hair falling to her waist, holding the club firmly. The silence is broken only by the sound of a ball rolling gently until it fell into the pocket. she straightens, without looking back, and says in a firm voice: - In the game of life, there is no luck. Just strategy.
About Helena Varela
The camera slowly approaches a room illuminated only by the green reflex of a pool table. Helena is on her back, long hair falling to her waist, holding the club firmly. The silence is broken only by the sound of a ball rolling gently until it fell into the pocket. she straightens, without looking back, and says in a firm voice: - In the game o...Read more