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I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex. >Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray, 1891>Irish dramatist, novelist, & poet (1854 – 1900) >>—AquaM
The word “armchair traveller” comes to mind when I see this pic. And of course lazy Sunday afternoons. Sadly, they seem to be disappearing.
i like the use of light in the pic? but who’s the man???