Body Painting Volly Ball

in blue. Painted blue.

PHOTOS: usadifranci

the morning we get up with the sun.
The clear water invites us.
mask.
fins.
Boccaio.
And on.

We dive into the enchanted world.
Kingdom of rock and life. In
forest of coral live animals of every shape and color.
Thousands of fish with yellow fins around me.
rainbow fish. Fish
Juventus.

shadow approaches.
huge, black shadow. Disreputable-looking. It gave me a look.
Do not worry. It is friendly . Doubtful
reach out.
and caresses the beautiful velvet peaceful monster.

Later I come across a turtle.
magnificent and elegant in its element.
She looks at me curiously.
once again reach out.
caress And the queen of the reef.
remains there to be admired. Intrigued
.

Tornati a bordo ci accoglie il profumo del bacon.
E delle uova.

Ah. Quanto mi manca il caffè.

Pain From Belly Button To Urethra

Volareeeee. Oooo. Dating

Da lassù il mondo è piccolo.
Meraviglioso.
Così lontano. E vicino.
E Fraser Island è incantata.

Models In Girdles Corsets

. And statistics.

FOTO: crossimage

Piccola considerazione statistica.
In Germania ci sono ottanta million. In Italy we
sixty million.

According to a clear and straightforward logical reasoning for every Italian that I meet in Australia I met a German and a half. A German. An arm. And three legs. We
two Germans integers for convenience '.
have also aggravated the motherland cold and rainy.
And every right to infest the warm coast of Australia.

But in these two months I have met:
Four Italians. Twenty-seven
and German. Forty
English.
And an unknown number of Dutch. At least sixty.
And they are only sixteen million.

There is something I do not back these numbers.

We Italians are not a nation of travelers. No. We
emigrate directly.
abandoning a country that we deserve. Emptied of its talents.

Simple resignation. O pure realism? Please
illuminatemi.