Author: eklastic

Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.

Childhood Memories

On my way to and from school there was a carousel very similar to this one. After school my friends and I used to stop in the playground and we SWIRLED around until we got dizzy. I remember being scolded not only once by my mother because of coming home an hour later than she expected.

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