But...they have Skittles!
April 26th 2009 I shuddered as I felt the movement on my skin. Instinctively, my hand reached out to kill the would be invader. But there was none.
It had taken the boat three hours to bring me back to civilisation but it would take my mind much longer to readjust. The swarms of mosquitoes were replaced by waves of motorcycles. Rurre, a town of merely fifteen thousand seemed like a megalopolis compared to Tore
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