LL Cool Jim

By LLCoolJim

Don't Cry For Me Edinburgh

The tears are from the wind in his yaks. Just stopped at the cheeky Greggs for a sausage roll "shared" with the wee man while Mum was sale-ing.

The lit room through the window directly to the top left of his napper looks to be the exact same colour as that warm sausage roll. Warm.

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