Trafika Europe 5 - Slovenian Interlude

Like the Danube stretching out. Sign-posts half submerged in the water, stairs drowned, the benches where lovers and old folks used to sit vanished from sight: such moments still exist. You shall count these only! Tear off the leaden helmet that grew into your head! Get ready! Crack open the days like almonds, eat what was and will be the bitterest part only and go to sleep each night as if in the morning you could find a giant reindeer’s head staring in your window.

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