Windows.
I love going around and looking at old windows, they are both beautiful and scary. Sometimes I'm trying to watch what's happening inside of them. Peaking a bit. I remember my last christmas, somehow it turned out that I had to celibrate it myself. I walked around like in a movie beeing alone at christmas and watching the families gathering around the table, and everywhere, lights. I don't know why but the windows are telling me so much. Every window a different story.
No peaking!
Does even anyone lives here?
Closed for real.
Darkness inside.
Better times will come.
At a walk with my mom we saw some Lights in Alingsås.
Something very fishy appears in the water.
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