Different Pen
Summers and solitude, winters and wistfulness. God, Arctic snow and strawberries.
Saturday, April 04, 2015
chat to change a nation
I feel a need to
chat to strangers
.
I'm not actually the type of person who chats to strangers, rather the opposite.
But somebody has to do it. Nobody in Finland does (except my Dad, but he's dead). And that is just wrong.
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