T h e 'K a n E W A
That's a shopping problem right there.
oh yeah; these places are bad shopping problems. Got a whole country full of shopping problems.
Oh. My. Gawd.I'd have to leave my credit card home. Too wonderful.No time to read back posts I've missed but I will over the weekend.*muah
No way am I taking my kids in that shop! My pet bull would be easier to manage.
I was nervous in those shops. Hugged myself and clutched my handbag ever closer!
I want to live in that shop!!! LOL
The village beyond the hillis covered in skythe ancient homes, squeezed between the stonesof the winding laneshave the odor of old fablesand the taste of bread.Vines extend their shoots up to the roofshot from the summer sunwith the promise of fruitand the slim shapes of the cypressesshine on old coats-of-armsand project shadows of daytime ghostson the sandstone.The centuries old village strains its earsfor the faraway sounds of the azure bluethat snaps in the wind,and the olive trees that descend compactlythe graded slopestowards the sea of time,adore the sun.Mercedes ChitiLanes having the odor of old fables and the taste of bread...God, that line just is wonderful
I like...strains its earsfor the faraway sounds of the azure blue If you have any inclination towards going to Tuscany, better go sooner rather than later. It is awash with cranes and development and soon will disappear under condos, condos, condos.
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