chiya; Kathmandu

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Brown eyes

Brown eyes have always spoken to me. But these brown eyes that accompany me all the the way from Milan, to New Delhi, to Kathmandu, fascinate me. They are the most deep, mysterious eyes I’ve ever seen. Kathmandu, heavy musons rain when I arrive. Rush, colours, contrasts, strong smells and spicy senses. Brown eyes again, … Continue reading

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