Own kitchen and its window again. Today the snow to prevail prevents real night from making it to the backyards. A dim yet soft mood in rusty red, a few artificial stars on terraces still, shadows moving through other apartments and the water in the bathtub waving one storey below. Our rituals, our realities and the dreams to thrive in between, just before another dawn. Maybe. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

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