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It is August again
I am in Brussels again.

That time when the perspective of holidays coming up is what keeps you going.

But also walking through the park, several times a day, and smiling at the ever changing sight of a familiar view.

 It is also getting darker earlier, but the reverse Magritte effect can still take place 

In the meantime, the stone lady at the Schumann entrance of the park hints at the kind of summer I am soon quitting the city for.