No-one is an island. Sometimes it’s hard to remenber that, 

station to station

Here  i am. Waiting at the railway station heading to workshop.  A family-portrait fonished. Just lack of autograph. Finally.

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another point of view

So odd. Only couple of hours and Everything looks so different. Day after day they say. Nonsense, twist after twist i say.

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Under construction. Nice family.

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