Umbria
Assisi and Santa Maria covered in fog.
Merry christmas
The morning light
"The morning light peeked in through the windows of the mortuary, pasty and trembling like the sort of
ghoulish little boy who would rather see a dead girl than a naked one."
(from "Boxer Beetle" by Ned Beauman)
Kids on purpose
"You know you're getting old when your friends start having kids on purpose."
Wine glass
Good old times
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Dear Santa
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