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shy-type ??..



I can’t find any nicer photo than this. It was the only photo we had together with my papa. This picture only proves how allergic and shy-type he is when it comes to picture-taking. He doesn’t even wanna look towards the camera or even give a little smile. Pretending as if no one is taking a picture while both me and my sister we're all smile. 
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