It was about 4 in the morning.All the sky was covered with clouds and a million of black and heavy brilliants were stretching down one by one.It was drizzling.The air was full with some incredibly irresistable longing for somthing...
There was no hope anymore...No laugh...No life...The city was sleeping...
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