In a little village
there was a pair of twins brothers,
they was used to stay together all day long,
often out of their home's door;
during the spring and the summer and part of the autumn,
always dressed at the same.
When you passed by there,
they looked at you always in a bad way,
even if you tried to be kind.
One after the other, they passed away.
Ink, coffee, acrylic and tape on paper