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We are so excited to see you, Baby Mayumi! 😍😘
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We are so excited to see you, Baby Mayumi! 😍😘

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On to the next chapter! Thank you, 2017! Here’s to a better us ahead! #2017bestnine
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On to the next chapter! Thank you, 2017! Here’s to a better us ahead! #2017bestnine

Suplada.
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Suplada.

Bagong Umaga
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Bagong Umaga

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Super Chasu Ramen. Done in less than ten minutes! 👌🏻
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Super Chasu Ramen. Done in less than ten minutes! 👌🏻

Tamago • chi ✌🏼
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Tamago • chi ✌🏼

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"Wands out, Harry."
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"Wands out, Harry."

"Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate landscape, an overwhelming hallucination can make one feel that oneself, as an individual human being, is slowly being unraveled. The surrounding space is so vast that it becomes increasingly difficult to keep a balanced grip on one's own being. The mind swells out to fill the entire landscape, becoming so diffuse in the process that one loses the ability to keep it fastened to the physical self. The sun would rise from the eastern horizon, and cut it's way across the empty sky, and sink below the western horizon. This was the only perceptible change in our surroundings. And in the movement of the sun, I felt something I hardly know how to name: some huge, cosmic love." •Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle•
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"Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate landscape, an overwhelming hallucination can make one feel that oneself, as an individual human being, is slowly being unraveled. The surrounding space is so vast that it becomes increasingly difficult to keep a balanced grip on one's own being. The mind swells out to fill the entire landscape, becoming so diffuse in the process that one loses the ability to keep it fastened to the physical self. The sun would rise from the eastern horizon, and cut it's way across the empty sky, and sink below the western horizon. This was the only perceptible change in our surroundings. And in the movement of the sun, I felt something I hardly know how to name: some huge, cosmic love." •Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle•

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Scene Steel
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Scene Steel

Scene Steel
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Scene Steel

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