Capturing My perspective of this beautiful World.

by Dominic Vieira

Early morning, the skies were blinding white bruised with touches of soft blue, planes hissed high up in the chilled air and the wet roads were decorated with the reflection of inconsistent beaming lights - Amsterdam was recovering from another hangover.

Early morning, the skies were blinding white bruised with touches of soft blue, planes hissed high up in the chilled air and the wet roads were decorated with the reflection of inconsistent beaming lights - Amsterdam was recovering from another hangover.

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