I see faces in these objects on the ferry from Amsterdam to the opposite side of the water. And when I am borred, I imagine them both talking to eachother, gossiping and complaining about the wheather or the grumpy people on the boat, always in a hurry, while they both themselves are never in a hurry...
Wouldn't it be great if they would be more alive... some knitting challenge?
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