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September
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- The last leg of the race
- Does it look postcard-ish or what?
- What is Venice without gondolas?
- Alyona, Marc and me at St.Mark's Square
- Me and Marc on the vaporatti (water bus)
- Venezia Sept 05-07
- Norway 25th-30th Aug
- from your friendly trolls in Flam (pronounced Flom)
- Norwegian food
- raw whale meat....
- more more scenery...
- scenery...
- A stave church, typically Norwegian
- With Alyona. Both of us enjoying the sun ^_^
- First day in Bergen, Norway. Gorgeous weather, fai...
- My French classmates (well half of them anyways) a...
- Ciao!
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September
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Zahir, in Arabic, means visible, present, incapable of going unnoticed. It is someone or something which, once we have come in contact with, gradually occupies our every thought, until we can think of nothing else. This can be considered either a state of holiness or of madness.
-- Faubourg Saint-Peres
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