Police and Thieves (2)

Almaty is just so gorgeous. The winter could have killed me but my skull seems to have the ability to withstand slapstick slips. The Police in Almaty fuck off in the cold weather. Dread the Spring! Walking home past the hoardings that carefully hid the Dostyk Plaza. Tap on the shoulder; a midget with aContinue reading “Police and Thieves (2)”