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Published: 2017-08-11 06:14:00 +0000 UTC; Views: 304; Favourites: 21; Downloads: 0
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Rubberhorse auto-oral fisting in the french alps!Oddly the crispiest memory I have from that trip is the cowbell chiming. No sound of people, traffic or even wind, just the low surreal surround cling-cling-clinging from those grazing chocolate mammals - which always where nowhere to be seen. Get yourself into one of those many mountain villages, eat local chocolate, listen to the cowbells for few weeks and see burning bushes. 5/5, totally recommend.
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LawrenceCornellPhoto [2017-08-12 14:16:34 +0000 UTC]
Sounds like a great trip.
Funny how certain memories are of senses like sound.Β
My memory of Naples will always be of the noise despite all the great fun I had there. The noise of the traffic.Β
Mind you........I am happier in the mountains.
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Utuinenko In reply to LawrenceCornellPhoto [2017-08-14 06:42:39 +0000 UTC]
I'm a renown misophonic. In my particular case meaning that a certain noise can be absolute torture - or pleasure. Memories of sound are disturbingly familiar to me.Β
You know what the alps smelled like? Like clean sheets and cucumber. Rain had no smell (it did rain a lot while I was there), how odd Β Can you describe what Naples smelled like?Β
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LawrenceCornellPhoto In reply to Utuinenko [2017-09-22 06:54:42 +0000 UTC]
In the city Naples smelled like petrol, sweet tomatoes and candy floss. Do you know candy floss?Β
A real mixture of smells.Β
By the water the smell changes completely.
Salt, milk, pastry, money.
I am sorry I have taken so long to reply
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