No photos to post but here in Adelaide we have unlimited feral olives to pick everywhere, even parks in the city. If only we had an olive press we could make our own olive oil... but since professional olive oil’s pretty cheap you’d only do it for the fun of it rather than saving money. As table olives they’re poor quality with strange taste.
We kept yelling "heart attack" and he kept shaking his head. Charades was the tiny ad's idea.
it's easier and more soul building than any workee-job
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