Things become beautiful behind a sunglasses.
I don't know about Tango, now. The only way to figure it out is to leave the town....Like everybody else.
Like my new phone, which let me share the images and thoughts every minute I want. And those funny apps I can play with.
My Mum says they are like paintings, not photos.
Like the look I tie my hair, maybe it is time to change.Hope the summer will last longer.
Have a good night!
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