Another City, I was always intimidated. I need to learn and get used to it. I think I need to process things in my thoughts known. This adds confidence and sense of security. Do not play this record from memory, carefully write down all the sustained impression and it is wonderful, pioneering feeling.
So, I went frosty, Sunday after the February Bydgoszcz-registering new experiences. Frost opustoszył streets, the tram only rozpychał the measure. Houses hide its contents, and did the windows tightly closed city silent and deserted. Through a hole in the glove nawiewało cold air, accelerating the decision to press the shutter. The sharp, icy winds forced the decision to return. Turned toward the sun.