Would you like to see a dead elephant?
So after 3 glorious weeks home (and by 3 glorious weeks, I mean 2 glorious weeks and one flu-riddled icky one) our heroine has returned to the dizzying heights of […]
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Me llamo L y tengo…aw fuck.
The blog underneath this is also pretty recent, I was in a hurry to type it up so I could write the Madrid adventure before my goldfish/Alzheimer’s/sieve memory kicked in, […]
