"Time was not passing… it was turning in a circle."
- Gabriel García Márquez,
One Hundred Years of Solitude
A Mammadov tells the story of a father and son—divided by time, united by pain.
"Time was not passing… it was turning in a circle."
- Gabriel García Márquez,
One Hundred Years of Solitude
A Mammadov tells the story of a father and son—divided by time, united by pain.
