My best of the best
yesterday am I landed. Miss already so much.
Missing the good weather (which we had at the end but still) miss the coffee, miss it with A. to drift through the city, miss evenings with grissini, olive Chocolate and miss the insane impressions miss the vineyards, miss my cheese-tomato sandwiches miss, Klimt, David, Monet and Schiele, curses like risers miss on the road, miss the wax, Lessing miss, miss miss the laughter, sing songs Sissi, Tarzan miss, miss Schleimi ...
Now Imperial greetings from the equally imperial Vienna, as we wrote once:
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