spell again and again our gray winter snow world and enjoys the most. Seems at once familiar strange, and sometimes we find ourselves no longer as usual way around this magic ...
The Flemish Farm is using the warm winter sun to a small concert. Good thing we do not hear! Hasse Dudelsackgejaule ... And probably not only bothers me the reckless disturbance. Where everything is so peaceful. Or not?
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