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#3 92/365
1 streak
#590
Day 590
Rogalin
#596
Day 596
Only person i get to talk to for now.
#599
Day 599
The heart of this city bleeds blue.
#626
Day 626
Leaving it behind because of where I am headed 😔
#648
Day 648
The crime
#667
Day 667
The date
#675
Day 675
A walk down the memory lane
#681
Day 681
But it's raining, raining in my heart
The sun is out, the sky is blue, there's not a cloud to spoil the view, but it's raining, raining in my heart.
#691
Day 691
The seed
#692
Day 692
The growth
#700
Day 700
The guardian of good taste
#716
Day 716
Mighty
#721
Day 721
The girls are back in town
#727
Day 727
And so it begins 🎄
#731
Day 731
Not so grey anymore
#732
Day 732
Home planetarium
#733
Day 733
'I'll just be hanging round the mistletoe,
hoping to be kissed.’
#736
Day 736
Finally
#739
Day 739
The sin
#746
Day 746
Dog-team is getting Santa around this year
#742
Day 742
The essence of Polish kanapka
#745
Day 745
Swallowed
#747
Day 747
Summer, autumn and winter.
The spring we need to pumper inside.
#759
Day 759
What would be a Polish New Year's Eve
without the Polish version of doughnuts.