increasingly find myself that I'm speeding through the city. collision with passersby, and I swear my mother. stumble on the tram rails and finally arrive later than if I went for a leg kick. like today, for example. breeze gently flows. asphalt absorbs the sun and the hazel until it becomes warmer and warmer. I walked half the city. and enjoyed it.
should slow the pace and promijetiti trinkets. as, for example, this small art installation the dilapidated facade in dryer. I do not know who the author. let me know that his hand squeeze. We miss these small pleasures of life.
enjoy your day \u0026lt;3
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