Yes! I finally completed the last work on the upcoming filmmagazine, our third issue this year. It was really tough, but now we are done, and we made another 40-page issue, i am proud!


The Ballistic Brothers in my ears, all are asleep in a very rainy Helsinki. Autumn is here indeed, and time is esacping me like a thief, there are sooo many things to do...


I am beginning to like bloggin for the time being, it is nice to throw some comments in here whenever the urge overcomes me.

So, time for some sleep.

Goodnight!

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