Stoical

By DonMac21

Homely

A warm and inviting window in downtown Dunblane.

“Nothing seemed to be going on but the clocks, and they had such drowzy faces, such heavy lazy hands, and such cracked voices that they surely must have been too slow. The very dogs were all asleep, and the flies, drunk with moist sugar in the grocer's shop, forgot their wings and briskness, and baked to death in dusty corners of the window.”

― Charles Dickens, The Old Curiosity Shop

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