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.
Dreaming of the future
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I dreamt this headline this morning (I just typed those words as the BBC
newsreader spoke the words 'this morning'). Going to bed last night at half
past...
1 day ago


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