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Peters old bike, parked in an old shack, longing for yesterdays. My website: www.erlandg.com
5.30 AM. I had woken up, could not go back to sleep. Went down to the beach, saw the sun arise. The sand was cold. The sky was warm. The sea was calm. Everything clean, everything quiet.
Autumn leaves falls on my Great Grandfathers old car.
Juest another Brooks bicycleseat image… but my first one. My website: www.erlandg.com
My Great Granfather car – or what is left of it. www.erlandg.com
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