back from his homeland and landed in my student exile Meidling!
comrades I have it Home, fresh air, friends and even my birthday celebration was in the program. In particular, the environment, the air and pleasant people, ...
home-three clock in the morning!
The snow crunched under my feet, the wind blew, the idea of stimulating the conversation which I had with a friend, rushed into my head like little jets. But suddenly this "Wrooom", "Wrooom" the little fighter was gone. I noticed there is nothing I stopped ,.... nothing.
It is the first time in recent years, and she noticed that I was grateful, this silence! So far, I hated it when I went home from a party when I visited friends, I came home and it was.
Now I loved it, an exile from his homeland Meidling suddenly learns to know better because he is less at home.
So and now I'm so free and'm heading to the MQ-coupled thanks to the few trees, a breath of free air with the freedom of the city a nice place.
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