Head heavy from smoke but light from newly awaken dreams. My morning was perfect, walked through Krakow with Coldplays newest album in my ears, a borrowed camera in my hand. Pictures started coming to me and it was like being born again, or waking up for the second time that morning. The café we re in has a french and a polish name, and three bikes in a corner.
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