Goodbye DB-20
Today they are going to break down a place where I've had the most wonderful moments of my life. I can never show anyone where I grew up as a kid. My Ash on an Old Man's Sleeve house.
And him, of the rosewood card box and doctor smell
And him, of the rosewood card box and doctor smell
posted by Loony Libberswick of Llapland at 3:55 PM
9 Comments:
ish ki bhalo dekhte baari... etai toh bhalo chhilo, why didya move??
nice pic of 'him', captured a lot...
It's his house. I didn't exactly live here, but spent ages in it.
Labony, BN, DB - all gone.
DB-20 was the last symbol of our childhood.
Goodbye childhood.
Goodbye carefree days.
who'sever this man, its one of the most incredible photos i've come across in the past few days...incredible .
oh well...
V - that's my grandfather. Very very photogenic.
ABSOLUTELY...and now that i know, you remind me of my own good ol days..
was thinking of this the whole day....though i never spent as much time as you n dada DB was i guess just symbolic of dadabulo for me i guess...n this picture just says it all....here's to you dadabulo and the wonderful memories...
This is what my baba will look like when he's older.
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