Livin. No more. No less.

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The simple life. It's all you can do to sit on the porch and watch people go by. Reading a book is exciting. The only news is what the clouds look like, and it's always good news. Everything moves slow and has plenty of time to get there. Nothing's better than a good pair of shoes, or some fresh laundry, or a refreshing swim. There are no "should"s. Disdain fades into the past and Love cracks a smile. It's the simple life man, words can't describe it.



I am, however, a product of a technological upbringing. So here, from my simple, sunny perch, I watch, starry eyed, as the western world cracks its caccoon and unfurls its techno-colored wings. Fly oh western world, fly. Heed Icarus' plight.



Mad love to all my home boys and home girls. That's right, I'm talking about you. (Right now you should be imagining uncle Sam pointing his finger.)

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Photos

Sunset
There is no justice in this photo.

nu-yang.
Oh my god. This food is pure heavenly deliciousness. It's like eating rainbows. This is what love tastes like.