After the sale

It had been a slow day, but finally things started to happen, he celebrated with a double latte from the expensive coffee-shop next to the flee marked

Music has no age

At the flee marked people were selling their old records, this man looked like he just found what he hoped for, remembering the days back then with the band

Grandmother waiting

The toddler turned around again, looking, trying to make sense of what I was doing with the brushes and paper... and the grandmother just waited, knowing it could take a while

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