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we almost could imagine winter, all in a sudden ice fall from the sky

a little gost on the boat

the harry potter students, the whole city is full of them

gomma lakka

Rainbow

saudade, das gefuehl meines lebens

more...

bruederchen

it arriveschrismas...

gimaraes, here was Portugal born

jump...

my city

my room, vol II

drawing classes

sankt martins laternen basteln mit Merle

impressions

yeah, right...

one reason to love Portugal

about 15 years ago the guard of this little trainstation gave me a rose, now i was back and it's still charming

I wrote half a book infront of this little chapel somewhere in the douro vineyards

my room...

this similarity, my withdom teeth still have to wait to become a neclace, and slowly i can feel a bit in my tongue again, hurray

little nature wonder

next to my bed

from dusk till dawn

close to piolho, the student cafe retoria, with those scary harry potter students always being around

this pic doesn't belong here, well painting in school, got my hands dirty, once again

or picknick place for sunsets