bimble

By monkus

off towards the coast again, or at least that was the intention before the skies opened at Ruifang, the hills lost beneath cloud blowing in at speed from the east, not looking as if it was going to blow over, sitting in a cafe drinking coffee and watching the world rushing by beneath umbrellas as pools gathered upon the road, trickles turning into streams as traffic splashed by...

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