The river was at high tide, a cold march day, walking and photographing and shivering.
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The sea is not far and from the mountains it sparkles we can be there in just a few coins.
- I am Penelope Constantinople
- living below the Mountain of Fire, In an ancient city, scheming freedom.
- I want people happy, creative and strong, making adventures their best real. All rights reserved on all images and words on site: http://itsmefumingrightsinit.blogspot.com/ to ©Pennie Quinton 2011 unless other wise specified. In case of doubt moral rights have been asserted.
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