Such nostalgic parisian streets. The simple joy of childhood.
I was trying to remember the last time I last held a ballon (which I cant) - the awe and happiness of having such a beautiful plaything, but as the ballon got deflated, you just accept it as it is, and move on.
Seems like it has become a habit.
The clip is long..but it was worth the wait.
The Mojito Life - RUM for the soul, A sprig of fresh MINT for newness, A dash of sour LIME that puckles up your face, & Sweet SUGAR to keep Life going.
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