Traveling forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.
Cesare Pavese |
| Aron D and King Snyce |
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| Snyce Feet |
coffeecoffeecoffeecoffee...
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| my 3 favs |
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