Angels, many angels, the world is full of angels again. Angels who laugh full meaning, angels who cry from regrets. Angels scared, unable to believe in their wings. Angels without a face, but with only a pair of eyes. Angels, as always, barefoot and with their gold-embroidered robes torn. Guardian angels, avenging angels, death angels and savior angels.
In Barefoot Angel Bars the protagonists are angels, a little more human than expected. Angels who struggle with loneliness, alienation, alienation, existential crises, reminding of the magic of love and Togetherness. Angels who rise above their elusive – until proven otherwise – dreams, spread their broken wings – souvenirs of impact – and chart new paths in the ethers, with a compass of hope, strength, thirst for life. In Barakia of barefoot angels, every fall is only an occasion for a new flight...
And among them, a punishing angel. With squinting eyes he dominates the seas, which once again refused to submit.
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