Some might say sleet…
All is well with me. The rain doesn’t reach me, my room is well heated, what more can one ask for? There’s no shortage of work, either. — Paul Klee
Some might say sleet…
All is well with me. The rain doesn’t reach me, my room is well heated, what more can one ask for? There’s no shortage of work, either. — Paul Klee
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Love this one.