House Of Steinwalds: The Road That Leads to Home.
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β€œThere is no place, like home.” As I clicked my ruby slippers, i intended to speak and repeat until i found home. / 🏰πŸŒͺ️πŸͺ„
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Do you prefer the cute side of me or the coolest side of me, Tinnies? What do you think? :3
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Tinnies! Are you excited to see me to open a dumpling store? πŸ˜† Stay tuned!
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Mending minum susu biar gede :V
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The late-day sun casts a golden hush over everything it touches, softening the world into something almost cinematic. Upon the lush stretch of green, two souls lingerβ€”trading stories, their laughter unfolding with an effortless kind of joy. Steinwald’s Junghwan and Delaire’s Carmen settle into the calm of the evening breeze, resting on a picnic spread draped across the grass, quietly indulging in light bites as they await the slow arrival of dusk. A gentle strain of music drifts through the air, carried by the unhurried wind, wrapping the moment in a warmth that feels both tender and enduring. It’s the kind of memory that resists being forgotten. We captured glimpses of it through photographs, letting the day fill itself with simple, meaningful pleasuresβ€”sharing good food, pausing for ice cream, and riding bicycles along the city streets, where time seemed to move just a little slower.
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Aku pergi. Jangan rindu ya
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ada yang pergi, ada yang prewed
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