Image 15 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Imagen 10 de 41 de la galería de Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Fotografía de Kyung Roh

by stacking layers of compacted felt on top of each other, nameless has created a soft and sturdy interior for this south korean café.

Image 20 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Imagen 3 de 41 de la galería de Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Fotografía de Kyung Roh

Image 2 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Image 10 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Image 13 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Image 16 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Image 15 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Image 15 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Image 16 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Imagen 35 de 41 de la galería de Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Sección detallada 01

Imagen 16 de 41 de la galería de Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Fotografía de Kyung Roh

Image 16 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Image 9 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

Image 38 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Model

Imagen 30 de 41 de la galería de Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Corte y Elevación

Image 41 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Model

Image 15 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Photograph by Kyung Roh

𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||

Image 25 of 41 from gallery of Café Teri / NAMELESS Architecture. Plan - Site