About
Born in a place from where you can see the Southern Cross in all its glory and the constellation of Orion to the North. A place where Christmas are usually hot and the smell of grilling lingers in the back yard. Transplanted to the Great North (cough, cough!!) some 20 solstices ago. Absolutely taken -so , don’t waste your time, don’t ask- and spend his days between work and being the puppy (nope, not "papi", "puppy") of his children.
Armed with a few cameras, hair-trigger attitude for shooting, and extremely dangerous (usually to himself).
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