- Posts commented last
- The latest posts
- The latest comments
- Men & women
- Ladies only
- Gentlemen's club
- Marrying in America, Australia, New Zealand, Canada
- Marrying in Europe
- Marrying in Muslim countries (Turkey, UAE, etc)
- Marrying in countries except Europe, America, Australia, Canada and Muslim countries
- I seek advice
- Share your experience
- Our happy couples and happy wishes
- Life after marriage. Immigration, adaptation to life abroad
- Meeting in real life
- Children in a family with a foreign man
- Travelling
- People, culture & society
- A place to live. Real estate.
- Administrative issues
- Studying foreign languages/ language barriers
- Beauty, health, lifestyle
- Humour
- My art
- Esotericism and psychology
- Our four-legged friends
- The school of happiness
- Positive psychology club "Rule your life"
- Greetings section (birthdays, best wishes, congratulations, etc.)
When I was in my 30s and living in Massachusetts I was shown a high school reading guide from California. It had a man on the cover that looked exactly like me. Even the hair was exact. The stranger thing was that he was wearing the same design t-shirt that I also owned (very unusual design).
I stared at the photo and was trying to figure out when did someone photograph me. I could not tell the difference.
What convinced me that it was not me was the fact that this man was on a bicycle with palm trees for a scenery.
I stared at the photo and was trying to figure out when did someone photograph me. I could not tell the difference.
What convinced me that it was not me was the fact that this man was on a bicycle with palm trees for a scenery.