Many hours later again, concluding a day devoid of real structure. Things one needs to get used to. Across the street, some more appartments removed illuminated stars and strings of lights from their windows and balconies, hinting the year's moving on quickly. A cab near the crossroad, heavy suitcases, two people, thick winter clothes and suddenly the cold making its way through the glass becomes a lot more palpable. A deep breath. Music from somewhere along the ages, in and out of hand and Tempers as an infinite loop. The art of slowing down without having been fast before. Have a calm night wherever you are.

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