Mongolia, land of the clear blue sky, transforms at night; her blue skies fade to reveal the blackness of empty space, overwhelmed by a silent swarm of stars, frozen in a distant dance. The moon, if she is out, burns with epic brightness, casting a cool glow across the shuffling herd, who peer at me with amazingly complete incomprehension.
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Alex I think it is really interesting how you used imaage instead of other links to text. The different sized images was a powerful way to use place extra focus on your links
Posted 13 Jan 2008 at 9:05 pm ¶halo, im writing from mongolia. sky, color is so high … feeling. smell … never had paranoid… feelin. fallin n love to life …
Posted 07 Jan 2010 at 5:26 am ¶halo, i’m writing from mongolia. sky is so high, deep. colour, wind. this is our happiness. newer had paranoid. feeling, smelling, lovin… best wishes 2 u
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