Trafika Europe 2 - Polish Nocturne

I picked up my things and took off. I left the Santa gear in the secret room, walked up the stairs from the parking garage to the Old Student House and through the underground tunnels to Forum and from there to Yrjönkatu Street. I rode to the Hotel Torni’s Ateljee Bar and ordered tequila-spiked cocoa. I watched the snow blowing in over the sea from the southeast, and I savored Santa’s kiss, still on my lips.

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