tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1443623966610020205.post2025572610302247368..comments2023-08-04T08:29:19.784+01:00Comments on DOS MMXXIII: Oslo. Constant snow. Muted skies in the daytime. Soft powdery magic kingdom at night. Zoetropic dances with wolves.Mothlitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10690659146215302053noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1443623966610020205.post-58726097208251834712014-01-19T16:07:20.723+00:002014-01-19T16:07:20.723+00:00With all that snow, that shed (I'm presuming) ...With all that snow, that shed (I'm presuming) stands out like a solitary beacon, and would look less lonely were it not for its yellow paint. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04037803431749065399noreply@blogger.com