Much nostalgia, coming to this cafe to remember and relive a moment, a day. How quickly time passes. Maybe when she is old, if they came or I dare to come, time goes slower.
is very rare that I bag on one side and enjoy my company. Ironically
that even in these times I bring the lap. But that's okay. Fresh air, see the cars pass, a little green, and myself.
Nice.
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