Thursday, January 21, 2016

winter morning

Lohbado woke up to another typical winter morning, had breakfast, went for a walk. His boots made an interesting squishy sound on the snow. He listened to the rhythm of the crows and the orchestral section of motor vehicles. Sometimes city noise becomes deafening. In a warm parka and fleece-lined trousers and heavy boots Lohbado sat in the park for a while without feeling cold.

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