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It’s frosty today.

Fog clings onto the glass of the bus and the blur of colours sweep by outside, shades of green, white and the occasional hue of opposing cars. Who would’ve thought that fond memories could be relived here, that the hint of love could be exchanged on a pane of frosted glass?



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