(Still morning white on the roofs, a certain cold emanating from the walls and windowpanes and one's tempted to leave a flat hand on these surfaces to feel the early days weather. Still-pale sun, hazy air, soft colours. 7am and on, remembering the days of chasing clouds and gazing into open skies.)
#outerworld #concrete city #home office hours #early morning dawn
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Marga Xeyat Ⓐ hat dies geteilt.