The landscape’s smeared with brown and grey on this fleeting Christmas day. Winter holds sway with icy puddles and breath forms frozen particles on still air. Only seagulls dare tease the tedium; they wheel, sideslip and dive, grey wings merge with grey sky. Around the corner waits the black backdrop of a drawn-out night and […]
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