It was midnight yet and no one was here to celebrate the New Year. Big Ben bell was giving twelve shots. It was lighted and the rest of London was in absolute murk. Within a full silence and a blizzard, an old man wearing a white hat deposited at the shore of Big Ben a letter. Happy New Year Love Peace Prosperity were on a big drawn heart.
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