Here we are again down here, trying to add a brief burst of brightness to our current dystopian American zeitgeist. This is the best time of year, with blue skies and temperatures in the 70s most of the time. As everybody knows, the physical beauty of the place parallels any vacation spot in the world – that much is incontrovertible.

Between October and May every year you can pretty much count on sunny skies and Utopian weather. The preternaturally blue blue sky over that psychedelically shimmering blue blue water matches any exotic island in southeast Asia or the Caribbean or Mediterranean – no question.

In such an environment it’s pretty hard to think about the 10-million border invaders, or Biden’s two personal laundromat wars. Or his cretinesque State of the Union marionette act. All that type of subtext to everyday life has a tendency to just fade away into the ether down here – that whole virtual reality just floats away.

Escape – the prerequisite for best vacation, right?

You’ll remember Cabo is actually two separate cities 22 miles apart, separated by that deadly racetrack called the Transpeninsular. The first city is San Jose del Cabo, 20 minutes from the airport.

The best beach in Cabo is at Cabo San Jose, as pointed out in our 2023 Cabo Report.

San Jose del Cabo has really upgraded in the last 5 years or so with the Zona Hotelera at the beach and all the gated communities up behind the Marina a mile or two – it’s a complete, self-contained tourist town with a full range of activities, morning till night. You can have the full Cabo experience right here. World-weary travelers from all over the globe do not come here particularly to commiserate with the plight of the third world ghettos, etc. that can be found in some parts of Mexico, that they can’t do anything about.

Most Cabo tourists who know the meaning of work ethic – are looking more for a well-deserved respite from the stresses and anxieties of their own workaday lives for a week or two. The majority find it, as verified by the growing boom in tourist attendance year after year. Come see for yourself.

One of the developing attractions in Cabo San Jose is the labyrinthine Artists Walk – a one mile square area of shops, restaurants, galleries, gardens, and secret passageways. This is not your typical cookiecutter tourist trap area found in Cabo San Lucas, Puerto Vallarta, Mazatlan, Cancun, etc., where most shops contain the same exact same machine-made tourist flotsam churned out in the mountain sweatshops of Oaxaca and Guadalajara – cheap blankets, T-shirts, jewelry, pottery, shoes, reprints, fake Rolexes, etc. Shop after shop of the same junk.

No, Artists Walk is unique from that whole stereotype. Here most stores are a separate one-off experience of design, and goods for sale from all over the globe. It really takes hours just to see a part of it. You’ll be walking down a row of storefronts and suddenly you may see a small doorway that opens up into an entire courtyard rimmed with extraordinary restaurants and galleries, for example. Which may lead to additional pathways, each with its own unseen possibilities. And if you walk right past that first unobtrusive little doorway, you’ll miss the whole thing.

This is lesson one in labyrinth hopping – don’t pass by the most inconspicuous entryway. It may harbor your Holy Grail, or that guitar that was stolen from you in the 80s, or the justification for that 5-hour flight, or the ambrosia recipe for a celestial lasagna, or the missing piece to your quest for rejuvenation, or the epiphany to the life change you didn’t even know you were looking for, or The One, or … The facilitation of potential – the essence of travel. You have to be willing to be astounded.

Restaurants in Cabo: many good, many bad. Can’t tell the difference by looking. Decent restaurants in Cabo San Jose include Penca, La Forchetta, Corleone, etc. The best ice cream in town may be found in a little hole in the wall shop called Thrifty (not the drugstore) across from the Barcelo. Restaurants close at 10 pm so don’t come late and expect to be seated.

Very good restaurants in Cabo San Lucas include Latitude 22, Cabo Grill, WTF Burger, Jimmy’s, Villa Serena, and many more. They are generally open much later.

Now, it is very possible to get clipped at popular, well-appointed restaurants. Places like this are now all too common. Which I’m not listing here. Tricks you may see include: showing a $75 wine and charging $175, charging for items you never ordered, overcharging for items you did order, Mexican math in totalling up the final tab, some vastly inferior cuisine, inflated tips – these are a few tricks I have witnessed.

How to avoid: 1. Never pay a bill before carefully reading each item on the final tab. 2. The Designated Inspector can’t be drunk. 3. Never let them calculate the tip and add to bill (always tip in cash separately).

If you are greatly shocked on presentation, you probably got fleeced. But what do most spineless Americans do? Shut up and plunk down the plastic – without even going through it. Too ashamed they’ll look cheap, too drunk to read, afraid to “make a scene”… Exactly what they want. If you get ripped off like this, you deserve it.

The real gold is the unpretentious little places where the food is authentic and superb and the prices are reasonable. There are many of these. You have to make a list. And bring it next time.

In both towns there are some excellent jewellers and leather goods shops. It helps to be with someone who knows the value of this kind of merchandise, someone who can distinguish excellent craftmanship from junk. Plenty of both here.

The only legit equine experience in all of Cabo is found at Bonanza Stables in Cabo San Jose. No matter what your level, that photo of you on a horse against that transcendent backdrop of surf and sky may well be the one lasting memento you’ll keep for years. Very safe, even for kids. If you can actually ride, ask for Anakin.

Much of March each year witnesses the modern version of Spring Break. This phenomenon is primarily confined to Cabo San Lucas and is not in evidence in Cabo San Jose, where the sidewalks still roll up every night by 10. The locals are not that thrilled with the college crowd. Mainly because they don’t buy anything, (except two for one drinks). And they prefer the worst music this planet has ever known. But Cabo remains the eternal rite de passage for that demographic. And if that ever changes we’ll know Armageddon is nigh.

Even if you prefer the tranquil ambiance of CSJ, it’s a capital crime to go back home without at least visiting Cabo San Lucas for one day at least. Certainly one of the most distinctive beach landscapes on earth, what with Los Arcos, etc. Sometime during your stay, you have to try and tear yourself away from the Ultimate Margaritas and endless fish tacos along the beach and get out on that glorious ocean — either by kayak, water taxi, yacht, jetski, ultralight, cruise ship, rubber raft, or whatever.

As you stroll past all the shops and restaurants along the Marina, you’ll be accosted with plenty of propositions for going out fishing, whale watching, trips to Los Arcos, Lovers Beach, Divorce Beach, camel rides, dolphin rides, The Window, etc. Perhaps even a chance to alter your perception. You really do want to say Yes to one of those guys at some point.

Even if they rob you and desert you somewhere out on the point, it’s better than just vegetating there on that fat beach the whole time, like a melting watermelon. I mean you flew down for some adventure, didn’t you? How bad could it be? Plus that probably wouldn’t even happen, right?

March in Cabo is mating season for whales. So many that you can often see them breaching from the shore. But best to go out in a boat and get up close and personal. Absolute best is to let Ernesto take you up in his powered hang glider.

As I always mention, do not leave Cabo San Lucas without meeting Ernesto and going up in his two-man hang glider powered by a miniature aircraft engine. Absolutely safe – he’ll fly you out from the beach at 500’ right over the tops of the cruise ships, over the whale watchers, then over the Arches, back along over the Marina, then over all the hotels, or halfway east to Cabo San Jose if you prefer.

It’s not like flying – it is flying. Directly above all that transparent cerulean / jade crystal clear water, with the 360 view to the horizon. Fifteen years and never crashed. Once I asked him to turn off the engine while we were up, which he did! No problema – he’s a Class V hang glider pilot. Cabo Sky Tours. The only one in all of Mexico.


For the more intrepid of you, it may be entertaining to take a break from the overserved, fat tourist scene and remind yourself that you’re really in a third world country, and it’s not all butterfly grilled lobster, margaritas, and $300 sunglasses.

One of my best friends – a sea captain – is one of these explorer types and he’d heard that there was a new marina being built about 60 miles up the eastern shore of the Baja, along the fabled Sea of Cortez. That’s all we knew, and yet he talked me into driving my rented SUV to the northeast out of Cabo San Jose one sunny morning to see if we could find the marina. We didn’t know the name of the town or the marina or anything really, except its general geographical location.

The first thing you learn is how big the town of Cabo San Jose is. It goes on for miles and miles after you get out of the resort area. And most of it is very hot and dusty and run down, with major traffic snarls. Also no street signs, and intermittent cell service. If you’re lucky, the compass on your cell phone will still work and you might have some vague notion of the peninsular geography.

After about an hour of getting lost trying to figure out how to get out of town and up to the Route 1 north, we finally made it onto that road. It’s nothing more than a two-lane country road, but pretty soon we were going to learn to appreciate that.

Looking east as we drove north up the Baja, all we saw was desert, but we knew from the map that the Sea of Cortez of myth and legend was out there somewhere to our right. There were a number of beach towns that we had observed during the landing pattern when we first arrived the week before.

So after about another 25 miles we decided to turn off onto one of these side roads, presumably going east towards the beach. That’s when reality strikes – as soon as you turn off the paved Route 1 you’re immediately on a dirt and sand road.

And then you may recall that Mexico is third world – the vast majority of the roads are not paved at all. You can easily verify this by remembering that on the flight from San Diego, as you fly over the Baja, looking down you see all these winding tracks through the desert. And at first you wonder whether they’re roads or dry river beds – they’re all over the place. And eventually you learn that river beds are the wider ones and the roads are the narrow ones. All the same color. Unpaved – same color as the riverbeds.

So back to us now. The sign says 15 kilometers down the dirt road to a town called La Ribera. Now, we have dirt roads back in Arizona. There’s the famous Apache Trail out by the Superstition mountains east of Phoenix, mostly a dirt road. But our dirt roads are generally maintained with some kind of road equipment so that they’re pretty flat and navigable at normal speeds.

Mexican dirt roads aren’t like that. Most of them are never maintained, and as a result often have that washboard, ribbed kind of texture where you can’t go more than 5 mph.

That’s what the road to La Ribera was like. Desert and washboard road. No gas stations, no towns, maybe a few houses scattered here and there.

But Captain Steve had heard that the Four Seasons was building some huge resort over near La Ribera, so we figured that soon we’d be running into Dairy Queens and Walmarts. Wrong. After about an hour we came to a dusty construction site where there were lots of massive trucks and road graders. But then we found out that the resort was two years away from completion, and even the road going to it was blocked except for the huge trucks.

So this left us with the option of continuing on to La Ribera. Definitely not going back on that dirt road again.

Another half hour and we were on paved road again and in some semblance of a town. But it was the weirdest place. There were houses all along the blocks, but no people, and no traffic. No street signs. And every couple hundred yards there were these metal speed bumps completely unnecessary because – no traffic. There were no stores, gas stations, schools, – nothing but houses and a few people walking around, who would stare at us as we drove by. It reminded me of the prison-style residential communist compounds I used to see up in Hanoi, and outside Havana.

So it was a shock to see a sign for La Ribera’s only restaurant. But no directions. No cell service of course, but after driving around another half hour we accidentally found the restaurant. Incredibly it was a really nice second-floor restaurant with great food and a view of the Sea, a few miles off into the distance. Recommend the coco shrimp. We could actually see the imaginary marina down there past the construction area. No way to get out there of course since there were no street signs or GPS.

Since it was now getting late in the afternoon and there were no other options, it was time to start finding our way home to Cabo San Jose. Capt. Steve remembered that there was an alternate coastal road that went all the way back to Cabo called El Camino Capo d’Este or something – the East Cape Road. Looking for adventure and the hope of seeing some undiscovered touristy beach towns, we decided to choose that coastal route home.

Misfortunate error.

First problem was that as soon as we got out of La Ribera the road changed back to – you guessed it – dirt and sand. But optimistic as only American tourists can be, we figured hey this was all part of Cabo the biggest resort in the world, right, and soon the road back to the Zona Hotelera was bound to become paved again. Another big miscalculation. Turns out this road was the long way – about about 70 miles back, and almost all of it was unpaved, washboard dirt road.

But that wasn’t the bad news.

Mostly desert, no more towns or gas stations or stores – just an occasional house along the way. We usually had a view of the sea on our left. Astoundingly, out there in the middle of nowhere we would occasionally see some houses – and some of them were fairly decent and good-sized. Almost no traffic – none going our same direction. Nobody else that dumb, as we were to learn. Every now and then a vehicle would come toward us – always a giant 4 wheel something of course.

The only redeeming feature perhaps was that we saw some splendid untouched beaches, mile after mile, with an occasional vessel making its way up the Sea of Cortez. Definitely the preferred mode of travel in this particular environment.

After an hour or two of this slow going Captain Steve recovered cell service long enough to read a message from a local back in town who said – The East Cape Road is unpaved all the way back. And by the way – don’t get caught out there in the dark.


So of course that’s exactly what we did – after another hour or so the sun went down and soon it was black as coal, black as tar, black as night, black as Wesley Snipes in a darkroom … Black as black can be. Middle of the desert – dirt road with no signs, lines, lights, or guard rails. And no GPS.

It was actually OK as long as we could glimpse the water on our left side to let us know we were headed south. But after awhile suddenly the road turned right, up into the hills and that was when we got really lost in the unknown … blackness.

The compass told us we were then going north, which just seemed wrong according to our unschooled instincts. But then at that moment, up ahead a few hundred yards, our headlights picked up something that seemed to be moving – what was it? Can’t quite make it out. Oh, it’s two large burros resting in the middle of the road, just looking at us. Actually they were very well fed and seemed friendly.

So I pulled over near them and we just sat there a minute to decide our next move. That’s when Captain Steve said – wait I think I see a light up there on the road – I think it’s a car …

So I got out of our car there on that dark road and went up by the burros and just stood there waiting for the other vehicle to approach. Rehearsing my lines – let’s see – Estamos perdidos – donde esta Cabo San Jose? yeah that’s a good opening.

So here comes this local in a pickup truck, very tentatively approaching us – what he saw was two burros standing there in the middle of the pitch dark road and next to them this gringo moron in clogs standing there by his car, waving. Probably not banditos, unless they were retarded ones, right? Fortunately the hombre stopped, grasped the situation, and said ‘Sigueme.’

Gracias a Dios. Another 45 minutes and we were back by the marina in Cabo San Jose

So what did we learn today?

    Never take a Mexican SUV rental with no shocks into the trackless outback.
    Never, ever go to La Ribera
    Forget about the East Cape Road in Cabo
    If ever you get captured by terrorists and dropped off in La Ribera, go to Efrens Restaurant
    If you want to see the east coast of Cabo along the Sea of Cortez, get a boat
    Bring apples for any burros you might meet



Vaccination Is Not Immunization, Final Edition 2023

It was almost predictable that everything I’ve been saying about vaccine dangers in earlier editions of Vaccination Is Not Immunization is now being corroborated by every legit scientific source.

They recently made up a ridiculous name for the newly documented side effects of COVID vaccine: Long COVID. As though other vaccines that cause disease and death have only short term effects, I guess.

These new sources are universally saying the exact same things that I have been saying for the last three years – science for which my videos are now shadow-banned on YouTube. Including the deaths of at least 1.9M Americans from COVID vaccine since 2021, as documented on CDC’s site.

That’s not from COVID now, but from the vaccine.

See videos

Here are just a few examples of the new findings:

1. New Zealand’s Global Vaccine Network analyzed data from 199M recipients of COVID vaccine across 8 countries. Results: increased risk of myocarditis, pericarditis, and blood clots across the board, especially with Pfizer, Moderna and AstraZeneca vaccines. (Global Vaccine Safety Data Project)

2. Paul Anderson MD provides evidence that COVID vax interferes with thyroid and cortisol production, causing fatigue syndromes. Reproductive hormone interference testosterone, estrogens and DHEA. Increased sensitivity to toxins. Increased inflammatory markers showing tendency for chronic internal infections and clotting. Can cause trauma to the brain, the same as an auto accident.

3. Vaccine expert Sharyl Atkisson shows abundant evidence for clotting damage to lungs due to COVID vax. Why so many thousands get strokes, encephalitis and other neuro damage. Overwhelming clinical evidence. The COVID Clots

4. Leo Galland MD The 3 TOP Symptoms Of Long Covid Fatigue, brain fog, shortness of breath COVID vax causes primarily vascular damage.

There are dozens more new science references, all proving the same dangers and recklessness in making that untested, toxic vaccine mandatory throughout the world.

Here’s the original research, now being thoroughly validated.

3. Vaccination Is Not Immunization, Final edition 2023

For a synopsis of the book start with the Epilogue.

The 18th and final edition, this is the newest iteration of the classic vaccine textbook.

This book is a one-stop shopping introduction to the problems with vaccines, written for parents about to make the most important decision of the child’s life: whether or not to vaccinate.

It is not an anti-vaccine text. Better described as pro-science, the book is in favor of any vaccines that have been proven to be absolutely safe and effective by researchers wholly unconnected to the global vaccine monolith.

This 200 page book has over 360 references, drawn from mainstream medicine, science, and law. Parents, not the state, should have the right to decide whether or not to vaccinate their children. The documented facts stated in this book represent the minimum parents must know in order to make a truly informed decision.

If you have any reservations at all about the shots you’re about to give to your kids, read this first. Did you know that in the 1950s kids got only 3 vaccines? By the 1980s, the number was up to 20 vaccines.

In the 90s we were at 40 vaccines. Today in the post-COVID age, we are up to 84 vaccines given to our kids before age eighteen.

Why is that? Here is the rationale behind such an approach to mandated childhood vaccines – one which exists only in the US.

There is an entire section on the COVID Pageant.

Order book or call 915.330.4629 email: doc77777@gmail.com . . . ($45)


A classical principle of traditional nutrition science, Vicarious Elimination is the term coined by JH Tilden, MD a century ago. Never has it been more accurate and relevant than it is today, with Americans fatter, sicker, and dumber than ever before.

Excerpt from the Enzymes chapter:


Toxemia means blood poisoning. Way back in 1926, a famous Colorado healer, JH Tilden MD, wrote a book which was the culmination of a lifetime of clinical experience, Toxemia Explained. Dr. Tilden was radical. He didn’t believe drugs cured disease. He had one simple thesis:

    “… every so-called disease is a crisis of toxemia, which means that toxin has accumulated in the blood above the toleration point. … the crisis, the so-called disease – call it cold, flu, pneumonia, headache, or typhoid fever – is a vicarious elimination. Nature is endeavoring to rid the body of toxin.” Toxemia Explained p. 49 [8]

A disease is named for where the toxins accumulate so much that that body part starts failing. This model of disease, known as vicarious elimination, has never been disproven.

What happens is, the normal avenues for expelling waste – liver, kidneys, and colon – are overwhelmed. As a survival instinct, other organs of the body become enlisted to help get rid of wastes. They try desperately to expel the indigestible, rotting poisons, often becoming inflamed or diseased themselves in the attempt.

One obvious example of this idea is acne. Acne is not a skin problem. It is a vicarious elimination: the blood and the colon are so backed up with poisons that are accumulating faster than they can escape that the body tries an extreme solution: expel the poisons through the body’s largest organ: the skin. An alternative escape route. As the poisons leave, they irritate the normal skin and cause rash, redness, or pustulated eruptions, like pimples or boils.

This is why skin creams and lotions don’t work in such a scenario. It’s not a skin problem. It’s a problem of chronic blood poisoning from an indigestible diet. Third World people rarely get acne. Acne is a disease of excess, a consequence of the enzymeless, fast food lifestyle.

Chronic ‘incurable’ eczema and psoriasis often fall into the same category. People suffer needlessly for years with these diseases, under the direction of their well-intentioned but clueless dermatologist who has convinced them that their only hope is to find the right medication for their ‘skin disease.’

Same with the kidneys. Their original job was simply to maintain water and electrolyte balance within the blood. But with the advent of modern foods of commerce, suddenly the kidneys find themselves spending all their energy trying to filter out these new manmade chemicals from the blood – a function for which they were never designed. Result: kidney disease today is the #9 cause of death in the US. [1]

Dr. Henry Bieler offers another example of vicarious elimination: the lungs take over for the kidneys. When the level of toxins in the blood exceeds the kidneys’ capacity to eliminate them via the urine, the lungs try to take up some of the slack. The lungs secrete some of the blood’s toxins through their mucous membranes. Such toxicity irritates and inflames the delicate lung membranes, and can be the initial cause of pneumonia, bronchitis, asthma, edema or virtually any other lung problem. So the lungs detox you by breathing out the volatilized poisons. (p 164) [6]

Same with a cold. A cold is simply the body’s way of saying that the level of toxicity has now surpassed the body’s ability to get rid of wastes through the normal avenues: colon, kidneys, and liver. So it will try alternative or vicarious routes: nose, mouth, throat, eyes, or lungs.

Bieler uses this same model to explain dysmenorrhea and pelvic inflammatory disease: irritation of female organs when they are used as alternate routes of toxin removal from the blood, every month. At menopause, when this avenue of detox falls into disuse, various new problems may occur as a result. (p 172).

Vicarious elimination: an organ of reproduction being used as an emergency pathway of detoxification.

Again, Tilden’s theory of vicarious elimination is that many diseases are really just an organ’s emergency attempt to discharge excess poisons because the primary avenues are overloaded. If that body part is overwhelmed in the process, it becomes diseased and we pretend that that organ, in isolation from the rest of the body, is the problem.

Such thinking is more than just simplistic and disingenuous; if medical decisions are based on false perceptions focusing only on the diseased organ as the disease, the results will range from ineffective to fatal.

Dr. Tilden felt that undigested food in the intestines and in the blood was the primary cause of all disease. His ideas are now being substantiated in most gastroenterology journals, which explore in great detail the ‘modern’ phenomenon of


The reason the food remains undigested is lack of enzymes.

Here’s what happens: We eat trashy food. We can’t digest it. It remains in our intestines in a rotting form for weeks on end. Eventually the protective intestinal lining weakens and allows some of the rotting, undigested food to enter the bloodstream.

Once in the blood, the toxic debris can settle just about anywhere. As a foreign protein, the debris can then initiate an inflammatory reaction at the particular location where it happens to end up. The snap diagnosis is that we have a problem at the site of the inflammation: the joints, the muscles, the liver, the kidneys, the intestines, the stomach, whatever.

Then we are given drugs to cover up the symptoms. Doctors pretend they can treat that single ‘problem’ part in isolation from the rest of the body. That’s why it doesn’t work.

According to Dr. Tilden, these types of chronic, mysterious illnesses almost always have toxemia as the root cause.

Dr. Tilden was ahead of his time. His ideas are far superior to modern drug remedies. In most chronic disease situations, especially one that has baffled all the medical geniuses, Tilden’s approach should be tried first, if one is to have any hope at all of a complete, permanent recovery.

Thomas Sydenham, the most famous English physician of the 17th century, long ago supported Tilden:

    “Disease is nothing else than an attempt on the part of the body to rid itself

    of morbific matter.”
    – Bieler, p 40 [6]

Morbific – that means dead and rotting.

For more on the colon see Journey to the Center of Your Colon.



Not exactly a die-hard fan of Tucker Carlson. But let’s give credit where credit’s due. Carlson is one of the few commentators today who is frequently intelligent and not afraid to interview the unpopular and unconventional. As such, this makes him probably the last legitimate investigative reporter in America.

So I was intrigued when I learned he had set up an interview with Vladimir Putin in Russia under his own auspices, paying for it himself, getting approvals, setting the whole thing up.

Everything else aside, who else is bold enough to do something like that, and credible enough to be accepted?

I always wondered why no US “statesmen” or ambassadors ever interface with Putin directly. Is he really that aloof that he doesn’t want to talk with anybody from the West? I was about to find out that it’s quite the opposite.

Astounding that the two-hour interview is now free on YouTube considering that YT is in the vanguard of political censorship these days.

After watching the interview through twice and reading the transcipt provided on Tucker’s network. I was inspired to write Tucker a nine page letter, through back channels. Unless you have watched the interview the letter won’t mean that much to you.

But a short review of some of the facts I was stunned to learn from the interview might include:

    Putin is one of the most erudite and articulate statesmen on earth

    We have no one in Washington anywhere close to his calibre

    He is a killer to be sure, just like most leaders at that level, including Biden, Obama, and Bush

    Despite America’s unvarying policy of insults and disregard for all Russia’s overtures for negotiation
    with the West, Putin has no designs on invading Poland, Europe, NATO, or the US

    He doesn’t need us, he doesn’t fear us, and he’s not interested in saving us

    He will continue to attempt to hold negotiations with US, despite decades of rejection

    Corporate media is bound to reinforce the 50s Cold War threat myth of Russia as our #1 enemy, required by the
    present administration in order to continue to fund Biden’s laundromat Ukraine war

    Tucker’s achievement here was one of the most significant feats of US statesmanship in the past 30 years,
    especially notable since he is a reporter, not a political figure

Most Americans are not equipped even to evaluate these statements. That would require a minimum of watching the full 2-hour interview and then reading the transcript. Who does that? But for that tiny demographic, here’s a link to the letter I sent Tucker:

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died
– Leonard Cohen


See Newsletter Archive for past newsletters

See Videos department for a selection of thedoctorwithin videos

Send comments to doc77777@gmail.com