I was just returning home, minding my own business, looking at stuff and trying not to trip over ridiculously long extendable dog leads, with dogs still attached, when a young boy stopped me to hand me a flower and say he hoped it brightened this day. (Rough translation)
Restoring a little faith…..
Today is a good day. Enjoy it.
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