


One afternoon I ended up at a fisherman jetty in Kuala Kemaman, Trengganu. And they had a good catch that day. And everyone seemed very happy.
http://when-i-m-65.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-local-tourist-in-kemaman-trengganu.html
The Beatles said and sang whenim64, and I am 1 up. I am 65. 65 years of age, art and culture are in my mind. Age is not a sign of wisdom but a sign of time. An indication, a clock, a measure, a meter. Is 65 that important? 65 is when time begins, maybe!
One afternoon I ended up at a fisherman jetty in Kuala Kemaman, Trengganu. And they had a good catch that day. And everyone seemed very happy.
http://when-i-m-65.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-local-tourist-in-kemaman-trengganu.html
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