We knew someone had lost when the last two people in the drill down ended up facing each other.
The Gray Man is in between. He is neither blinged-out nor loud, but also not a head-down, foot-shuffling sheep.
Farther south, towards Jõgeva, are the lakeside towns of Mustvee and Raja.
A smell of scent soap and bootblacking[.]
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