The sun was already high in the sky and the little maritime town was basking under it's beams, full of many tourists and excursionists. The sea, crystal clear and smooth, had rised in front of the serene sky and was shining like a giant morror, reflecting the light. It's cool streams had already attracted the first foreigners of the day and on the beach were now playing a bunch of infant children.
Far from all that clamour Frank was sitting in coolness in the anteroom of the historic museum and was watching with half-opened eyes the street outside the window. The room was empty, well-appointed and the sun, which was shining on the edge of the persiennes couldn't reach inside. The couch, on which was Frank sitting was soft and comfortable and therefore he had stretched his arm behind it's back, so that he could sweep with a glance all around him. For few minutes now nothing had happened so Frank closed his eyes and called to mind his first fisit of the museum...
2007-03-09
06:14:08
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2007-03-09
06:14:53 ·
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