Manono is small, Round, nice, as pure circular flip walking sounds conclusive cycle, a closed course, they become actions and repeated as the notion of time in East. Speaking of Manono in this way comes to mind unusually Platero.
There was once a life of its own island in the middle of the southern Polynesian. Once upon a time Apolima, Samoan island of the archipelago a horseshoe shape where I could not always get, and where no one could always go ...