Through the window (in Amsterdam)

Through the window on our last morning in Amsterdam I can see the melting snow. The cold, wet, white substance that had prolonged our visit was all but gone. A beautiful, sunny start to the day beckoned. Morning rush hour traffic, people hurrying to the station to my left. I wonder if anyone took the time to look upwards. If anyone saw the naked woman standing in view, through the window.

Sinful Sunday

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