I slip over the black in expert-tied boots chasing Daddy's red shirt into the darkness and see a whole new world.
Monday, July 04, 2005
One very large red fish and a bag of smaller 'fresh' fish all caught by the 'negro feo' as he is lovingly called at thr gringo bar. More pictures to come when I get around to it. Someone just happens to think this one is particularly important.
1 comment:
"Someone" says:
Damn right!
T'E
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