I was never a big fan of California Missions but San Juan Capistrano completely changed that.
I think that everything has its good and bad, as in every little single thing.
There are graffiti everywhere – ground, trashcans, woodpile, pipelines, on the rocks – everywhere.
Driving on the road with these windmills, it was as if I am being transported to a parallel universe.
Hi, my name is Rommel. You are viewing The Sophomore Slump v. 2.2. And this is my 200th post. Followers and alike, I hope you enjoy…
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