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Tag Flowing river

Slussen, Örebro 2:32 pm

The water flowing past me is absolutely mesmerizing. The yellow-brown river bubbles, twirls and hisses past me, turning from yellowish white spray as it leaves the sluice gate to froth on the wave tops further down. Walking just next to it gives the illusion of walking on a conveyor belt and it draws me in, attracting me like light attracts moths. I want to take a plunge in the water but I know the current is strong and would carry me far and the water is cold this chilly April afternoon, it would be deadly. Instead I look out around … Read the rest

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