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The music of my gray and white late October in Milan, it is the soundtrack of waking up at six-thirty in the cold and warmth of my home. If I look up to the future, I notice that the pure sound remains, my calm floating in the gray darkness and white-orange light of this frantic city.
The music of my gray and white late October in Milan, it is the soundtrack of waking up at six-thirty in the cold and warmth of my home.
If I look up to the future, I notice that the pure sound remains, my calm floating in the gray darkness and white-orange light of this frantic city.
Discover the serene instrumentals of David Bowie’s All Saints and let the music become your perfect autumn companion.
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