Watching the sun rise over my local park I’m reminded of my favourite book by Hemingway. I smile at the thought of spending the rest of Christmas day reading.
Watching the sun rise over my local park I’m reminded of my favourite book by Hemingway. I smile at the thought of spending the rest of Christmas day reading.
This is an archived version of the original Solitary Christmas website which was active over the Christmases of 2020 and 2021.
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