Posted on November 18, 2011
Around this time last year I found myself in Paris, wandering its streets and alleyways for the third time, mesmerised each time by the grandeur, the history and the legacy of those who have left their mark in this bastion of Western civilization. I long to go there again.
 | Ken on Lanang Si Paku Lanang Lyr… |
 | Ding Dong fuck on Pramugara Terlampau dan Pramug… |
| Did You Know Malaysi… on The Life and Times of Tun Fati… | |
| Did You Know Malaysi… on The Life and Times of Tun Fati… | |
 | Chris on The Malaysian Motto – Bersekut… |
 | sakiinah on The Life and Times of Tun Fati… |
| sakiinah on The Life and Times of Tun Fati… |
| Tokoh Sejarah Melayu… on The Life and Times of Tun Fati… | |
 | Tut on Mandarin-Speaking Shop Assista… |
 | mujahidah on Tahukah Anda Maksud Perkataan… |
 | idda on The Mosques of Istanbul |
 | joe on Malaysia A Haven For Low-Quali… |
| joe on Malaysia A Haven For Low-Quali… |
 | james on With People Like Chen Man Hin… |
 | Gerry Davidson on Stupidity and Racism Go Hand i… |
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November 20, 2011
Gorgeous Pictures!