please empty your brain below

Living in Olympic Chic isn't all it's cracked up to be. There's the constant view of building and redevelopment work to put up with, the sound of electric saws and welding and god knows what starting at 8am every morning...
Having said that of course I wouldn't trade my Olympic industrial chic apartment for anything!

Well, making sense in talking about a neighbourhood (even if it's yours) was probably perceived as a novelty house-sales technique, which earned you the place. With the advising or selling to be done off-blog or so.

Or they stuck their Bolivian Marching Powder to deeply, of course.











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