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[vintage swimsuit woman] Who was I? Where was I?… The landscape was totally unknown to me, even my body was unfamiliar. What forces brought me here? I searched my mind for memories… There was something there, but it was too clouded… A name… I scanned the horizon. A distant structure rose out of the mists. As evening approached I came upon an enigmatic oasis with a fountain.

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[vintage swimsuit woman] Who was I? Where was I?… The landscape was totally unknown to me, even my body was unfamiliar. What forces brought me here? I searched my mind for memories… There was something there, but it was too clouded… A name… I scanned the horizon. A distant structure rose out of the mists. As evening approached I came upon an enigmatic oasis with a fountain.
[vintage] A woman in swimsuit around a pond
the cover to Walrus, And that was the colors of the saucer? No, her swimsuit. (1967) #47 by Stephen Bissette and John Totleben
Guided by the gentle glow of the moon, 23yo Raquel Welch emerges from the depths, her sleek form breaking the surface of the water near a mysterious island. Its silhouette is a tapestry of high-tech marvels, illuminated against the night sky like constellations of possibility. The landscape pulses with intrigue, a siren's call that beckons her to delve deeper into its enigmatic embrace. As Raquel sets foot on the island's shores, she feels the energy of the unknown crackling in the air. The sand
[vintage swimsuit woman] Who was I? Where was I?… The landscape was totally unknown to me, even my body was unfamiliar. What forces brought me here? I searched my mind for memories… There was something there, but it was too clouded… A name… I scanned the horizon. A distant structure rose out of the mists. As evening approached I came upon an enigmatic oasis with a fountain.
[vintage swimsuit man] Who was I? Where was I?… The landscape was totally unknown to me, even my body was unfamiliar. What forces brought me here? I searched my mind for memories… There was something there, but it was too clouded… A name… I scanned the horizon. A distant structure rose out of the mists. As evening approached I came upon an enigmatic oasis with a fountain.
a Celtic girl with braids in a dark tight sport outfit, she does gym, panting [Original cover pages by Jack Sparling from various issues of Monty Hall of the U.S. Marines, published by Toby Press, 1951-53.]
[kupka's style, straws, flows, colors, woman, soldier, full-length sleeping dead] C’est un trou de verdure où chante une rivière Un soldat jeune, bouche ouverte, la nuque baignant dans le frais cresson bleu, Pâle dans son lit vert où la lumière pleut. Les pieds dans les glaïeuls, il dort. Les parfums ne font pas frissonner sa narine ; Il dort dans le soleil, la main sur sa poitrine Tranquille. Il a deux trous rouges au côté droit.
[vintage swimsuit woman] Who was I? Where was I?… The landscape was totally unknown to me, even my body was unfamiliar. What forces brought me here? I searched my mind for memories… There was something there, but it was too clouded… A name… I scanned the horizon. A distant structure rose out of the mists. As evening approached I came upon an enigmatic oasis with a fountain.
[vintage] A woman in swimsuit around a pond
the cover to Alice: The Walrus, And that was the colors of the saucer? No, her swimsuit. (1967) #47 by Stephen Bissette and John Totleben
[art by Russ Meyer for Odyssey] Circe the awesome nymph with lovely braids who speaks with human voice, sent us a hardy shipmate, yes, a fresh following wind ruffling up in our wake, bellying out our sail to drtve our blue prow on as we, 10 securing the running gear from stem to stern, sat back while the wind and helmsman kept her true on course. The sail stretched taut as she cut the sea all day and the sun sank
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