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items, things, or matter

just moved into a new one

How many Sundays -how many hundreds of Sundays like this -lay ahead of me? "Quiet, peacefull, and lonely," 

I said aloud to myself. On Sundays, I didn't wind my spring.

from Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami

Voice of The Sea

reminiscing the old days

kinda funny when you open the old folders, lot of memories, lot of fun. 

here it is! pictures from about 2-4 year ago

and......

tetooooot! my friends said this was a lucky charm

lomolitos & supersampler

all photos by me