Magic Hour

Sparks of unexpected passions light up dark corners. People who never noticed each other by now, suddenly see each other in a different light. The loved wives, husbands and children are far away in distant places. They miss each other, of course. Still, they are in a different reality while we are here and now. We’ll probably never meet each other again. The temptation of crossing a few lines feels natural, even necessary and vital at times.

In such moments and places nothing seems totally wrong.

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