As long as it’s taken between this and the last blog is as long as I’ve been waiting to sit calmly, happily, alone, at a cafe to write it. I have a new practice, it’s writing my blog at a beautiful cafe, preferably at the water (French Cafe) or at Bopa Plads (Pixie or Bopa cafe). These places are beautiful and perfect. Just now Dzl took me for brunch to Pixie cafe, I had the most fantastic brunch - passionfruit sauce on walnut pancakes, tzitiki on falafel, scrambled eggs, yogurt with muesli, and a chai latte, all at 3 in the afternoon. Perfection. Then Dzl headed off to do his things and I came to the French cafe, where I’ve found the right spot, a table beside the open air wall, facing the lakes with rows
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