its infested with malaria, on the plain ride there i think they served me seaweed which was wrapped around a moldy bun? 3hrs to drive too with my only thought being will my boards even stay on with this string which was thinner than my shoe-lace holding them down to the roof of what some may call a car. i got there, i love paradise.
pic1. cylinder cycles.
pic2. me as a buffallo soldier
pic3. backdoor peak.
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