Gloucester

Gloucester, one of those cities I never had the intention of visiting. It was never on my travel-list. Any yet, as fate would have it, I spend some days there last August. Connections and stuff. I was surprised by it. The same houses. Interesting people. The electric lines everywhere, looking like flowers. The fog. The charming city center. So much ugly beauty. So much brokenness.

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