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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Consciously, mindfully, averting misfortune
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An early morning insight, between sleep and wakefulness: {{ We *can
preclude catastrophe*; we merely need to *consider *the catastrophe and *discount
the...
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