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She stands leaning against the wall, wearing a camoulflage shade, and she admits, it's the new fashion. She looks at me and winks - "See, this is my camouflage. The one you prune and deforest is me."
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May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 4:20 AM UTC
Camouflage
She stands leaning against the wall, wearing a camoulflage shade, and she admits, it's the new fashion. She looks at me and winks - "See, this is my camouflage. The one you prune and deforest is me."
daipayan-nair
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Silchar, Assam, India
May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 4:20 AM UTC
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