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In the Heat of the Summer

Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all’s right with the world.
— Ada Louise Huxtable

People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy.– Anton Chekhov

About Slava

I am a twenty-something Bulgarian girl in the USA, re-discovering the world through the lens.

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