Stockholm syndrome

Indeed.

But apart from that nothing had really changed. I wish I had more time to take pictures, but there are tons of other more important stuff to do. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe.

Have no idea why, but if people could fall in love with situations, I would fall in love with going by bus or train (about tram and trolleybuses I am not so sure) in the late evening or night. There is something special about that. But I don’t know what. Let’s just leave it like that.

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