Les vieux de la vieille *
With locals, at Gelati monastery
Meeting the local boys
Ethno & punkrock
Mom and aunt Iva
Alibi d'un lybien
La femme du marionnettiste
Marionnettiste en lutte
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Le coin du textile
Viki, mon ami
Salon de Thé de rue
Programme de reboisement
Le baptême du feu
T'aurais pas un tuyau ?
Arrival
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Dans le panneau... solaire
Le p'tits bateaux
La jolie vendeuse de riz
A Cult
Une vraie tête de boucher
Under a banana tree
The 'old times'
Geheimnisvoll an der Wand
Rita in portrait pose
Hotel / Zugdidi
Sphinx or a mother
Mrs. H...
Circonstance atténuantes
From Hell
Sculpture of Ietim Gurji
Le sourire du charbonnier
Three Slovaks in a café in Kutaisi
Glaneur de charbon
HFF
Service de la pesée du charbon
Un Indien fort comme un Turc
La rudesse du décor déteint sur les hommes
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The straw hat I purchased shortly after arriving in Georgia was a traditional folk hat often worn by farmers and those in low-paid jobs. While it may have seemed unusual for a foreigner to wear it, I found it to be incredibly useful in shielding me from the summer heat and direct sunlight. Unfortunately, I left it on the train at the last stop in Uzhgorod. I hope the person who found it had enjoyed it as much as I did.
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Wünsche noch einen schönen Wochenstart,ganz liebe Grüße Güni :))
m̌ ḫ club has replied to Günter Klaus clubDanke, dass Du in meine Selfiegruppe gehüpft bist!
m̌ ḫ club has replied to Tanja - Loughcrew clubAdmired in: www.ipernity.com/group/tolerance
Hats have a habit of staying with us after we lose them. In early June of 1970 I forgot to pick up my old-fashioned salt&pepper flat woolen cap when I got a ride while hitchhiking through the Tantramar Marshes of New Brunswick. Fifty miles on, I noticed its absence. And more than fifty years on, I still miss it!
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