This morning feels like Belgium. Not as chilly, mind you, but just as damp, cloudy. Days like this remind of the place I miss. Years after I left there, scenes of the streets, the views. To walk the streets, see the people, side-step the dog poo. To sit in a cafe, eat a croque monsieur, watch the rain fall and see the people dodge raindrops. Simple pleasures.
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