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Waking up in Cape Town
The fall in full swing, summer has closed shop and sent the South Easter winds on holiday.
The moisture absorbed by the sun during the last days is spread like a blanket over the city. We woke up in a mist of clouds, and with no wind, the fog made its way down to the streets, playing hide and seek between the houses, daring the sun to chase it away.
Winter is unpacking its light north west...
Saturday 20th April 2024 9:55 am
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