Irish Americans or was it just Irish or Americans? ….whom could only conduct a shouting dialogue.
Not arguing, just booze induced profane and inane.
Raising the profile of temporary bonhomie, competing for volume space with a noisy group of cicadas whom chirruped their nocturnal messages to each other around the still empty pool.
A work in progress …or…a broken social scene..
Posed by models…………..
Of course.
El escocés errante en Fuerteventura y La Palma, en inglés y español.
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