Back in Basel. Amongst my ghosts. Some old, some newer. It’s a strange feeling. Somehow fresh but also that perhaps I am not really moving on. I keep coming back here. What is it? OK, a new beginning of sorts – in the old familiar shoe of time. Lets go.
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