Just behind the corner of the city northern gate, where the river Mur slips through the steep sides of two opposite hills, the pillow of heavy fog that's sitting on the city center since few days vanishes. The light veil of haze that persists in the flat of the northern district paints a landscape with mysterious and imaginative views. I'm not doing the best of all my training sessions, today. I'm distracted by the scenery and stop from time to time for a snap.
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