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rastanaged

“Mr. Tattoo man!” “Hey monster.” How asian people called me during my first travel, more than 10 years ago. But finally, a term about I can hardly smile, actually not at all, “Hello rasta man!”, which I heard mostly down south....

sun

You sweet yellow glowing loveliness. I kiss and embrace you, eternally. I won´t leave you again. Stand by me, let me stay on your side, inflame my heart, my tender passion, look in my eyes and arouse my energy, my strength and at least, thank you so much for drying,...