the snow's gone but not the memory of Tempelhof stretching like a sea, with this one&lonesomeTree, surrounded by circling crows

And suddenly, against the wall. A tag that is also my anagram. Me, Noam. My sister, Mona. And those names...

Je rentrais à la nuit tombée, par le boulevard Serrurier, quand un frisson se fit dans l'herbe haute des plate-bandes.