What for? Nothing but a form of entertainement, if it can be called so.
How long? No idea! You?
How often? You'll see... you'll see strikes too, be prepared. Or not.
As you please my dear reader.
I'm home, you're visiting. If you like. If I like.
Milk-ing it under the continuous storm, on the way back from one big laugh in the mud and water. Hopefully, Alphonse and Panama helped cross the city center. And another girl discovered my true crazyness.