"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Federico Calboli
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
I am just as surprised as you...
... but it appears that I am soon going to Kurdistan. Dogs, of course. More when I know more...
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