Conventional history can do nothing with Count Stauffenberg--this military aesthete who confused himself with a Holy Roman emperor and found reality in the musings of a visionary pederast.
Conventional history can do nothing with Count Stauffenberg.
Count Stauffenberg was the Holy Roman emperor.
Two boats travelling across the water.
Two people are riding their bikes in the air.
The player is bating.
A young child is sitting in a colorful chair with a violin in his hands and a book sitting next to him.
The woman is driving an ambulance.
I think differently because inside that steel mill.