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But it got a nice colour.
Waiting for the summer and the sun to get a life again.
A Swedish delicacy, but I don’t like it.
I’m on the right side today. And the tree is one of my favourite trees, it got soul.
Just some ducks leaving traces at the water surface.
Where it meets the lake, Mälaren.
Now gone through a restoration. Ones upon a time so powerful it could run a mill
At KTH, The Royal Technical University, Stockholm, Sweden.
Not the most healthy one…
On my way to the restaurant.
The Royal Tennis Hall, Stockholm, Sweden. Inaugurated in 1943.
Then this woman came by and made the reflections even better, with her mirror. Thank you ! She was moving in.
Inside one of the lamell houses.
Dazzling things you can find.
She looks quite interesting!
I wonder if it smells good?
And no “tissefräs” (tissefräs=word from the North of Sweden meaning hard nipples). Makes me think of a girl from somewhere up there… .
Maybe in my dreams .