This impressive fistful belongs to my photo buddy.
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When grandma was young
No one had to lock their doors
When did fear creep in?
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PLUS ÇA CHANGE, PLUS C'EST LA MÊME CHOSE
I came to Belgrade, Yugoslavia in 1977 and now it is Belgrade, Serbia. I knew virtually no Serbian, but had had a half a year of Russian at ...
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Not this many! (Four, actually—main building door, two to my door, and a mailbox key. No car.)
ah ah , on dirait mon porte clé, ce qui fait que je passe mon temps a chercher la bonne clé ;)
Good lord, what are all those for? I carry my car key and house key. Can't stand a bunch of keys in my pocket or hanging from my belt.
That is interesting. I have 3. :)
I've got two- house keys and an office key.
Used to have that many when I was working...not anymore!!!
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