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Come to my house, my door is open. . .
This photo was taken in October 2010 in Odessa, at a distance of one quarter of the "Supply". How it survived until now - I do not know, maybe this is very willing to PL!
Maybe especially remarkable in this is nothing, but I could not capture this landscape, as homeless bungled his bed quietly on the sidewalk, where an all-day pass is a huge mass of people walking to public transportation, shopping, market, etc.
A copy was in a very positive frame of mind, actively communicate with all, turn to him the puzzled gaze, even invited to lie down. Seeing aimed at his mobile, he raised his hand in a cheerful greeting. Here is our national cordiality and hospitality.
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Maybe especially remarkable in this is nothing, but I could not capture this landscape, as homeless bungled his bed quietly on the sidewalk, where an all-day pass is a huge mass of people walking to public transportation, shopping, market, etc.
A copy was in a very positive frame of mind, actively communicate with all, turn to him the puzzled gaze, even invited to lie down. Seeing aimed at his mobile, he raised his hand in a cheerful greeting. Here is our national cordiality and hospitality.
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