3pm and on and sun fled again. An afternoon wrapped in shades of grey and covered by a late dull autumn mood. Switching focus, following up on random chores, resorting to tea. No music, some incenses, sound of the city heading home. Current pursuit: Trying to stay awake.
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Marga Xeyat â’¶ hat dies geteilt.