Erlangen For the sun was shining. Today.
As everyone knows, when it's sunny in Erlangen - and we are not in August - is a rotten cold and agnostic (in the sense that requires a stay of proceedings). The least eight degrees Celsius with wind on the bike and treacherous, even with gloves of wool this morning, I heard them well, even without trial.
"Gnaaomo" would say a good friend. "Fuck you", I say. All in great friendship. See you at the next challenge: "bare-chested in the snow at night."
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