My soul in the dead of winter Simone Wednesday, January 02, 2019 A photographic representation Comments H.B.January 3, 2019 at 12:10 PMWait!That looks like Bengt. What is he doing in Kansas at this time of year?ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyPeriodical CuriosityJanuary 4, 2019 at 11:16 AMhahahahah!! how did you become such a summer baby? Too funny.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySimoneJanuary 4, 2019 at 6:32 PMThis comment has been removed by the author.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySimoneJanuary 4, 2019 at 6:33 PMH.B, my soul is Bengt. I am he. Way to know your way around Swedish cinema! Peri, it has been an evolution, let me tell you.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment
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ReplyDeleteThat looks like Bengt. What is he doing in Kansas at this time of year?
hahahahah!! how did you become such a summer baby? Too funny.
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ReplyDeleteH.B, my soul is Bengt. I am he. Way to know your way around Swedish cinema!
ReplyDeletePeri, it has been an evolution, let me tell you.