Walking around, breathing the fresh air, turning up at friends for coffee, bumping into people in the street, walking on the beach (Pebbles are still as unconfy though).
It is strange though, it seems like a new generation has taken over our generation. People come and go...but there the ones who stay, our friends and their little families, the guy from the corner shop, the same lady that gives food to the pigeons and seagles.
Brighon, where everything started and starts for us...
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