click here to see more pictures. Late afternoon, snow coming down, temperature rising, spring fever, people walking around, say hello to people. A dreamy, magical feeling, so much depends on black lettering on a red tee shirt. I don’t know what it means, but it said: the game aint over. Maybe there’s no such thing as beginning or end.

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