Milan, a tough town, my hometown.
A month has gone, swallowed by the gray, rain engulfed, swallowed up by laziness.
A pause, forced, polluted, days off and complicated, the thoughts of detachment, for decades.
A blast from the past, old impressions, atmospheres unnecessary, resigned faces.
A pause, the new year arrives, the courage he will return.
Greetings,
to share soon.
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