…easily recognised by rookie post-surf hair mess aka Don King hairstyle, smell like a carrot (whatever it smells like).
Here, on dat pic, I look quite sleek!
…pinch of annoying bubbly attitude,sport shoes, classic jacket (semi-washed), weekend stay-in-bed with a hat or pulling bag-pack thru a stony track …
P.S. named more likely after Russian chocolate — Alena…yeap, not after vodka. Pity, bet “Beluga” “Stolichnaya” would place me well in school.
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Dreamed of riding the horse across the sand sloping gently into limpid, shallow waters on the south coast…Mmm what a nice movie-like scene i thought of. Nah, Nope dope…ahem, pop pop still steam as a dream.
Instead, what I’ve got in my pigy bank…Sunsets from the Northern Hemisphere. Back-curved sack of potatoes, cabbages, and whatever national foods folks could stick in my bag, hair, underweaaa — still guessing — was it a nice host gesture or…?
P.S. I took lots of city’s trash with me — puffed my bag, pennies fled (rip off eff U airlines!) — cleaned their roads…yeah yeah U R WELCOME ! lol