denk

I don't hate smokers, no I really don't, but every time when I open the window and balcony door to get some fresh air in before going to bed - the clear and clean night air from the north sea I guess - the sweetish smoke from the apartement below creeps in. That I hate. I am a fresh-air-addict. I want to live right behind the dike. And I hope I'll never have to live in a city without seagulls.