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3d
Today, I'm taking a day of rest
The first in a long time

Life on aeroplane mode
Picnic in a park
Walking with my Maker
No agenda
Just pleasure

Or at least, that was the intention.

Life on city mode
Festival in a park
Walking through fiestas
Constant clamour
Pierced pleasure
Rest is rare these days. Rarer in London apprently.
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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