Long time sailing with Pinta
Wednesday, 24 April 2013
Fire in my ears
I went to the barber in Finike. He cut my hair, my beard and he cut the hair on my nose and in my nose as well as my ears and my eyebrows. Then he lighted a stick and and put it quickly into my ears. There was a strange smell of bacon.
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