Imagine a street with tiny homes, and in fact no human in an eyesight.

Imagine calm sea, that fresh smell…

Sunny day.

Windows watching you.

Autumn coming.

Shadows dancing, or writing something important on those blue doors… in their own language, so I have no idea what it means.

Maybe it is better, that I do not know this language… or maybe I do, but it is better to stay silent?


And this amazing orangey shade…

So warm, even when the days are gloomy and cold.

And this leaf… such a walker. I mean, traveler maybe…

It was a weird day.

I had a huge fewer, so do not mind my blabing now…

Massage anyone?

Someone touching me is one of my biggest fears, but if you do not have this problem, please do.

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