un fil rouge

Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.

un filo rosso tra milano e barcellona, tra me e Joan-Lluis 

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