I find that after learning a good control of the areas in Merano, returning from a day of rest with the same service area, but no longer supported. I keep good pace with the times and hit the Val Venosta in a flash, with a little 'in a hurry, perhaps in the beginning.
am 2 am. I am in this huge factory that still do not know quite what to produce. Well ... imagine a gate, beyond which there are two residential buildings with windows and doors, which form the wall to a second gate at the end .... all dark, the moonlight shadows of trees and builds empty containers. The road continues to the left where there is a second building and is still going forward, will be 200 meters. Even doors and windows with a square to the right where there are various boxes and debris. The idea that someone is high, but the imagination is formed to be an obsession. In fact, then there are other exits that lead to even more inside the structure. In the end ... you go over the road instead. Just yesterday night I
wondered what could be boring to do the same road within a building where nothing ever happens in particular. And unfortunately for particular means something strange, like something broken, a noise or something else. This was my first impression to break the ice with the tension in the knowledge of being alone in a huge place away from the world.
So I say: "What a bore!"
a sudden I hear over my head like a ping coming from a scratch on the tin roof of a sudden I look up how to think hope is what I think but I can not help but watch.
A pigeon was encamped in the valley of the roof. And fly away maybe more scared than me. So aside everything you thought about new products, a better ride boring an unwelcome surprise.
If I remember the acts put a picture of this establishment, so if by chance something happens to me once, I probably have happened here. Hehe
am 2 am. I am in this huge factory that still do not know quite what to produce. Well ... imagine a gate, beyond which there are two residential buildings with windows and doors, which form the wall to a second gate at the end .... all dark, the moonlight shadows of trees and builds empty containers. The road continues to the left where there is a second building and is still going forward, will be 200 meters. Even doors and windows with a square to the right where there are various boxes and debris. The idea that someone is high, but the imagination is formed to be an obsession. In fact, then there are other exits that lead to even more inside the structure. In the end ... you go over the road instead. Just yesterday night I
wondered what could be boring to do the same road within a building where nothing ever happens in particular. And unfortunately for particular means something strange, like something broken, a noise or something else. This was my first impression to break the ice with the tension in the knowledge of being alone in a huge place away from the world.
So I say: "What a bore!"
a sudden I hear over my head like a ping coming from a scratch on the tin roof of a sudden I look up how to think hope is what I think but I can not help but watch.
A pigeon was encamped in the valley of the roof. And fly away maybe more scared than me. So aside everything you thought about new products, a better ride boring an unwelcome surprise.
If I remember the acts put a picture of this establishment, so if by chance something happens to me once, I probably have happened here. Hehe
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