Poland in winter is the grayest thing ever. In Warsaw, where most of the buildings are concrete, it's even more so. Right now the sun is just rising and shining beautifully in my eye, and the clouds are scarce. It aims to be a beautiful day.
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Pinning Identity to Consciousness (Pt II)
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From early childhood, I was drawn to America. American TV programmes
fascinated me. I particularly remember *McHale's Navy* making an impression
on me as...
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