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26th travel comming soon

SON of BAROQUE 4 white-tailed eagles fly and going to the moon. Century of seventeenth , December 24, Nuremberg at 8 o'clock. Heavy snowfall and wind. I'm walking in the snowy streets There are four empty sheet musics in my hand. I get to a Christmas market that all people are rushing to buy. I find my pine tree behind the fourth Christmas store. From the white mask that hang on. When I take the tree, the sheets will fall from my hand and they will go with wind and be lost in the dark. I'm walking a few steps with sadness and entering the 21st century Tehran at 11:30 am On the stony street, in front of the church. Sunny weather, is not snowy, it's hot! I'm opening my scarf, shaking the snow out of my shoe. I understand an old man on that side of the street that he surprisingly with snow under my shoes, my scarf and a pine's tree in my hands then he Gazing to my face. I take my hat from my head, I pay tribute and go to the church, I'm putting the tre