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___my youtube__... My novel 2004.. My novel 2006.. My novel 2008.. (diaryland) April 05, 2011 - 1:41 p.m. It's weird how you can be hapily driving around the middle-outer suburbs of Melbourne, then suddenly see a little old lady bang out of 1950s USSR sweeping the path outside her average-looking house. I could almost hear slavic accordion as I watched her going by. I keep getting flashbacks.
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