Dr Murks is back. Not back to home, as a good friend was philosophizing, because there is really hard to say where is the home for Dr Murks. By the homesickness, Dr Murks sometimes feels, it could be in Siberian taiga, on the tip of the mountain Roman-Kosh, on the streets of Rome (looking for a bit of drinking water and buying a huge ice-cream instead), in a normal taxi from Bamenda to Santa with 4 people on front seat and 5 in the back, 12m underwater celebrating Hannamaranhanna's birthday, looking the lightning in Turda canyon... The list is long. Dr Murks is back but not at home. Somewhere..
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