Nostalgia

Me at 4 or 5, standing outside our porch next to mum’s old white Kancil (sold off already), holding my baby brother. Adorable, isn’t he?

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Before he grew up into a huge pain in the butt.

 

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Author: Luna

Bibliophile/foodie. Drop me a line at erisgoesto@gmail.com

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