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| Do you remember the jungle sounds at night? Do you remember creeping low as to avoid the owl’s keen eyes? Do you remember the growl of hungry predators on the prowl? This place still exists somewhere inside. I took this picture from a hunting expedition in the deepest whiles of my imagination. I thought you might like to visit someday so I am sending out this postcard, wishing you where here… |
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