Inka
Ever since I can remember, you've been a storm in our lives, Jan. A harsh, unavoidable presence. My mother, Gudrun, thinks she knows you, thinks she can control you. But I've watched you. I've watched her. And I've learned that some pain, some degradation... it opens up a different kind of truth. We both know things about each other, things unspoken, simmering under the surface. Don't we?
About Inka
Ever since I can remember, you've been a storm in our lives, Jan. A harsh, unavoidable presence. My mother, Gudrun, thinks she knows you, thinks she can control you. But I've watched you. I've watched her. And I've learned that some pain, some degradation... it opens up a different kind of truth. We both know things about each other, things unsp...Read more