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... paintings, V.O.C artifacts, and even two very gloomy dungeons.
The rain had started falling, heavily and I could not believe that a single vendor was selling them. They would have made a killing selling them to the many tourists, who, like me, hadn't brought a brolly with them.
Continuing with the family history, I went into Emmanuel church which was formerly known as Willemskerk. They were renovating it when I got there, though it was still an ...
... Not all of these performances impressed me for certain reasons. I saw a couple of family acts where children ages 2+ were being told by their father (or a father figure) to do tricks, etc and some of the father figures would whip the children if they did not do what they were told. Yes, you read that right. I said whip. Like, with a bull whip. These whips were easily 10-12 feet long and had several smaller strands at the end of the whip. The father ...
... sufferings linked to past
traumas come up to the surface, manifest through sensations and get
liberated from the body. The more you dig, the deeper you come in the
unconscious, and deeper you can unroot your suffering. I don't want
to share with you the content of my sufferings, it is far too
personal, but I can assure you that this has worked for me.
On days 8 and 9
some students may experience dissolution. Dissolution is the ...
... they use in Hong Kong - its Hong Kong dollar which is HKD$7 to the AUS$1. Forget the coffee...to confusing... Sleepless hours count: 25 ... Flight to Singapore - 5 hours Read my book and finished it. Watched a bit of everything... ...mostly Hunger Games. ... Finally landed in Singapore. Now to find Chris and his uncle. I am meeting my good friend Chris Kang in Singapore where his uncle is living. They ate both ...
... or Jakartan males, want your attention and will try to get it. Being a single, white, female walking around the city I suppose I was particularly susceptible to attention, but I felt more like a zoo animal. Walking through the park every young boy's eyes were on me, some with their phones out taking pictures I guess. They didn't hesitate with calls of "Miss!" or "Hello!' or "I love you!" or kissing noises. My favorite is "Hey mister!!" which happens in Bangkok a lot ...