Nothing makes much sense after you lose or gain eight hours...I am solid and fluid...don't know what makes sense when I remove all the markers that designate "I am"...
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rainy day Šumava
fall
summer in the unitas
summer
spring in praha
spring
winter
the sky immediately before the first storm of 2007
east
the view out my back door in mid-October
Guernica
Pablo Picasso
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