Notes on life, art, photography and technology, by a Danish dropout bohemian. When you drink the water, remember the river.
Now THIS is beauty par excellence.Or should I say "Quality Beauty".
Oh Lora, forgive them, no-one's commenting on your beauty except me.The rest of the gang's paying for low hangers, instead of using a plastic washer for a few cents, if not free from the local scrap yard.Gice Gice Gice....;-))))))))))))))))
The eyes art the window to the soul. They cannot lie. When you talk to someone and look them in the eye you know instantly if you can trust them.These eyes and this face radiate beauty and trust.
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Now THIS is beauty par excellence.
Or should I say "Quality Beauty".
Oh Lora, forgive them, no-one's commenting on your beauty except me.
The rest of the gang's paying for low hangers, instead of using a plastic washer for a few cents, if not free from the local scrap yard.
Gice Gice Gice....
;-))))))))))))))))
The eyes art the window to the soul. They cannot lie. When you talk to someone and look them in the eye you know instantly if you can trust them.
These eyes and this face radiate beauty and trust.
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