Walking over a bridge, midway between my position and Centraal Station, is a young lady swinging her arms in a way that conjures up images of happiness; which, in turn, reminds me of the many different ways people walk...
Walking over a bridge, midway between my position and Centraal Station, is a young lady swinging her arms in a way that conjures up images of happiness; which, in turn, reminds me of the many different ways people walk...