A Fleeting Moment at Dusk – Osaka 2019

It was a brisk and lovely evening.

There is more I remember, but I don’t think I want to pen it down. Imagine if authors or poets said that! Ha. Thankfully I do not posses the emotional capacity of a poet, nor the linguistic capability of a writer.

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