
My keyboard and my inner photographer are intrinsically connected.

My various personalities often wait for me when I sit down at my pc.

Wanna join me? Come hither …

A relentlessly hot sun was beating down on the desert sand which had been bleached almost to a skeleton white. No living thing could survive here – or so it seemed. And then a movement – a bright red gianormous saurian lumbered through the white sands. In its mouth it carried a naked woman …
– take it from here!

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