My life. Whatever. Almost a diary - part 2: Introvert and phlegmatic reflections on life and stuff.
Nothing good gets away. Live, love and laugh. Don't lie and don't eat the fish.
Saturday, November 24
november crows
Black crows on patrol.
Typical Scanian/skånsk November. Grey, rainy. It's just the wind that's missing.
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