I remember a dark end of day, in one of my winter vacations in Lisbon.
After exiting the train I went into your grey car, five stamps were passed into my hands.
A slight homage, to a very peculiar way of smiling.
I'm sad now but I will always remember you happy.
After exiting the train I went into your grey car, five stamps were passed into my hands.
A slight homage, to a very peculiar way of smiling.
I'm sad now but I will always remember you happy.
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