Talk turns to Politics, old times, makes of beer, families, music, what was and is and will be and how and why. The sky is grey but yields no rain. The sun is out but limits its heat. Drunks stagger home on Saturday morning, make scenes on the metro, drink beer out of paper bags in public. Finns start talking on the weekend. Goat cheese and basil-soaked feta sold by a Turk who adds chocolates to our order. Grey cobbles and coffee in a communist(-like) square. Smooth trains and buses that run on time in the middle of the forest. Stair-case up a granite shelf and lunch on a lake with ducks in the water. Talk turns to online match-making services, divorce, basketball, babies, Ben Harper.
Day 6.
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