A missing saddle
- Ernst Jäger
- May 13, 2021
- 1 min read

At the border of the Kibbutz I noticed a child's bicycle leaned against the old rusty wire fence. The saddle was missing, but it seemed ready to be used.
At the border of the Kibbutz I noticed a child's bicycle leaned against the old rusty wire fence. The saddle was missing, but it seemed ready to be used.
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