Slow down, late enough. Conversations in different settings, thoughts racing into and through different circles, spinning faster than one is used to. The unchartered territories. A dog barking in the street. The bartender standing in front of the pub, naked arms out of a thin tee and the very look makes one tremble and shiver. Taking a few moments to let the eyes get accustomed to the night. Taking a few moments to be able to see todays stars. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

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Marga Xeyat Ⓐ hat dies geteilt.