If you happen to be in the neighborhood on wednesday - or thursday morning, feel free to come in for a look.
Oh yeah, and the text is Dutch for Merry X-mas and happy New Year
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- The state of Nong's room.
- Nong's hatred for the city's finest
- A game of pool with Nong
- Daughter Number One In Pattaya.
- Nong from last year
- The Mhe Baan lady from last year
- A Thai lady on the plane
- Last minute preparations and new bue jeans
- Thai model on a newspaper page
- Thai model on a newspaper page
- Muslima model on canvasl
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- A rare understanding of the male hormonic cycle
- Nude lady on a dating site
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- African model on a newspaper page
- Regret is unprofessional.
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- African model on an newspaper page
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About Me
- heraclio
- Amsterdam, The Netherlands
- This is an adult 18 plus blog so if you are under 18 years of age, get off this site please. This is a blog about my travelling life, the years I moved across the globe with my old bulky backpack. This is also a blog about my life in Amsterdam when I`m not travelling. Not really sure if I consider myself a real artist...just writing down words coming out of my crazy Farang mind, drawings from the dream world...I was on the move most of my life and nowadays try hard to settle down here in Amsterdam but still wintering in far-away Asia...always carried my sketchbook with me in my worn backpack, always feeling the need to draw what my eyes noticed and write what my gray brain mass brought to the surface of my nutty mind...to the consiousness of my weird excistence. Hope you enjoy my sketchbook pages and the occasional painting.. Hans from Amsterdam.
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