Hot night Indonesian parties... It's the best dance I ever knew - palms, shining skin, sand and intricate fire reflections.
People-without-names, black-black demon eyes, acid sky, white sun and town of ships.
And... They invoke for rain with bloody battle dance.
Like an apple, you know. THAT apple.
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Я дома.
Горячие индонезийские ночные
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