This little dam is in a park nearby our home. Ducks and swans float on the still surface all day waiting for bread from their human neighbors, which must come often because those clowns can be pretty cheeky. Whenever I stand on it (and don't worry, Mom, it's quite low and I'm fully aware that you can drown in a tablespoon of water) I feel like
Amelie skipping stones in Paris.
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