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A crimson boat waives the flow of the waves as a blonde damsel craves an infernal sun. Next to the maiden and the dandy-fella, blossoms a vermillion umbrella whose washed out shadow played the shady cellar for two green apples and one apricot the blonde damsel hungrily had bought to quench her own fiery want of the lustful monster. Closing her ice-blue eyes, the fair woman, her sinful inspiration did she summon to come carve on her body so sullen a scarlet picture of the new Benzart bridge. © LazharBouazzi, Carthage, TUNISA *"Benzart" is the Tunisian name for “Biserta” or “Bizerte”- a beach town on the northern coast of Tunisia.
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Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 9:57 AM UTC
Benzart* Beach (re-post)
A crimson boat waives the flow of the waves as a blonde damsel craves an infernal sun. Next to the maiden and the dandy-fella, blossoms a vermillion umbrella whose washed out shadow played the shady cellar for two green apples and one apricot the blonde damsel hungrily had bought to quench her own fiery want of the lustful monster. Closing her ice-blue eyes, the fair woman, her sinful inspiration did she summon to come carve on her body so sullen a scarlet picture of the new Benzart bridge. © LazharBouazzi, Carthage, TUNISA *"Benzart" is the Tunisian name for “Biserta” or “Bizerte”- a beach town on the northern coast of Tunisia.
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Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 9:57 AM UTC
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