the campement at St Louis
where we stayed on a spit of land less than 100 metres across. in a house. on stilts. with no one in sight. except the chef who made gambas a la brochette. and the waiter who served our cocktails.
posted by sxg at 00:26
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ok. i think it's criminal to look that good. surely it can't be healthy.
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