« When I’ll grow up, I’ll go to the tropics ». Little biologist’s dream aiming for wonderland, where everything living will instillate the Nectar. Your drug, your wonderdrug, your everafter wonder shot. All things tropical, topical, top call calling long distance to keep you awake in a joyful & truthful
fantasy err reality.
If you’re like yours truly, you’ve been fed from birth almost with all these voodoo teevee documentaries, with all extraordinary life, all from the garden of Eden (that is, a biological eden). That or water beyond the oceans. But water is only a drink to me. Too many barking sharks, nefarious squids or giant mysterious monsters around. I kept keen on a deep green dream.