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This City makes it difficult to anything. I can't travel. I have no choice but to stay here. It feels somewhat forced, but there isn't much else I can do.

There was horrible music the other day. Absolutely horrible. Thank goodness it's quiet again. When there is actually peace, one should always enjoy it, for it never lasts very long. Everything here is always unpredictable. Curse days tend to be noisy.

It's been getting warmer. The colours of the sky make for great inspiration. I can hear a tune, a melody.