So, to cut a long story short. I ran over a “Biene Maya”, literally translated as a Bee called Maya. Now I am not talking about the funky-music favorite childhood cartoon character lady superheroine bee…
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the next life after my new life…
Yeah, coming home is a confusing thing. Especially when this term “home” is a funny place and there is a traditional folk festival (which has not the slightest thing to do with Bob Dylan, believe me) is going on in the city. Just a lot of…
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