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A fan recently wrote me saying that he could help bring Chinese talent to Zishy. I was skeptical, because similar claims have gotten my hopes up in the past and then developed into squat diddly. This time though, I was not entirely disappointed. Ben was able to track down an attractive model and a competent photographer. Truth be told, this set is very light on nudity. Banana Li's wholesome demeanor is not just an act. I still appreciate the aesthetics of the photography and welcome more contributions from any locale. Perhaps we will live long enough to see a Zishy update from Mars. Dreaming is free. Happy Friday.
As promised, here is the second part of Claudia Veneza's morning update. I want you to look at her closely and be inspired. Believe that perfection is possible. Whether you are rolling that poison dough at the mall's pretzel shop, or selling eighths to middle-schoolers, greatness can be achieved. They say, where there is a will, there is a way. Damnit, it's true. Don't limit yourself. Don't set low standards. Just because practically everyone you know is a sad justification for human existence, doesn't mean you ought be one too. Shine on you crazy carbon.
I photographed Marie Boitte on a windy day in San Francisco. She is a transplant from France. Supposedly Mark Twain wrote this about the city, The coldest winter I ever saw was the summer I spent in San Francisco. I mostly associate the Bay Area with non-existent parking spaces and the faint stench of human fecal matter wafting through the air. Bon appetit.
Sometimes I visit Costco for the sole purpose of cooling off in their dairy section. I pass my time reading product labels and watching my exhaled breath condense. After about 15 minutes, my mood is lifted into a manic state. I make my way out the store through the crowds of sad, unhealthy people and into the blinding Texas sun. Paradise. There's something about extremes that fascinates me. I hope you can appreciate Ivanna Ershova's finale on Zishy. Be back soon.
It was a wonderful afternoon. I was scrolling on my phone, sitting in my bean bag chair, I had just eaten my afternoon edible. Then, incoming SMS. Amber Moore Hey, wanna hit up a trail? I'm dying to get naked in nature. Zach Oh, alright. But bring a couple of dresses too. No rest for the wicked.
I love the nature in this region. I love that there are still places where you can gather fruit and herbs straight from the wild. I love that there are unpaved roads here. I love not having a cell phone signal. I love the lakes that we swim in and pull life out of. I love the clean drinking water that literally seeps from the ground. I love calling it a night shortly after the sky darkens. I love waking when the sun begins lighting up the horizon. Whoever said it was right. I probably have gone mad, but mostly because the bulk of my life is removed from the natural elements. How about yourself? How long has it been since you plucked a wild blackberry? P.S. I fucking hate mosquitoes.
"I asked ChatGPT to tell me a joke about crazy women. Here's what it said: I think it’s best to keep jokes respectful and inclusive. Then I asked it to tell me one about crazy men and without hesitation it gave me some lame anecdote unfit for my standards. The point is that AI has both a bias and a poor sense of humor. Maybe that is our future--a humorless one. We will walk on eggshells around everyone so as not to offend or hurt feelings. Damn, I miss the 90s. Enjoy today's crazy lady."
And here it is. The finale of Victoria Minina. It is great to watch her go but it is awful to see her go, if you catch my drift. She truly is a wonderful person on top of her amazing appearance. By tomorrow, I will put together a non-explicit xtra of Vika. Stay dreamy.
Do you like attractive, slim, energetic women with bountiful curly hair, who hate to shave, love their bodies, and can't stop smiling as they roll around on the angelic white sands of a Florida beach? Then you are gonna love Debra Kenlow. Conditions like these make me want to point up to the heavens like one of those athletes after pulling off an amazing feat. I owe one, Xenu!
"Here's a little potpourri of skin and beauty from our contributor in Moscow. These photos of Ira Sedina were captured in a stealthy way with a smaller 'snapshot-style' camera for good reason. I was told, but can not remember the exact story which came with this content. Something about an angry employee at the aquarium, inappropriate attire, blah blah blah. All I know is that Ira is always a friend to the camera. At the end of the gallery, she sent me a few photos from her phone while she recovered from an 'accident'. I think she just got a nose job, but whatever. I am happy to see Ira back. Sol meme degens check out $VHS (CA: 5e41GfrQwTP74LgGt6WP9kw6xa1jQhAERCjnFKf74y52)"
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