I had been writing about her quite a lot; the glossodorist, and already now now it needs to be explained, because she just smells so earthy! Like a real human, and I can tell, I have big memories but I do not remember who is the one smelling like that; but I can say it is surely a human being. Dogs smell different, cats smell better. But then she is just herself (well, who else she should be), so I enjoy what the lady is saying, because basically we eat at the same dinner table; imagine. It's because they need a clown and the clown something to eat; so in the end all pigeons are satisfied. It's fine that the Cypriot wears different socks (they at least don't smell like something, but I also have not been close) - he brought her. And then she cooked, a lot a lot a lot. And the maybeman was there, as well as the bellybutton guy. It's quite a thing to be honest, when you speak about art and you listen to art and then you even eat art while you sit on art and have you seen the service? its not made for the dish washer; thats something that needed to be told. When we left the house there were very big plant pots, so the conversation is about the beauty of it, that all neighbors have a comment on it. So the Cypriot says, but yes, of course, because there is no space on normal side walk, so I would also say something. It's quite quiet for a secret silly tiny moment. Can you imagine? The radio show, on the other hand, is amazing, as well as the food and the art and the music and the furniture. I also not felt like a clown, but maybe because the Cypriot took this role. Nobody showed a bellybutton.