It wasn't raining that day.

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I was heading to L’s place; it was a warm night, there were many tourists on Charles Bridge, I was wearing my pinkish-jeans and a red coat, had a tote-bag - in it a zucchini for dinner - and was thinking about the SMS performance for next day’s workshop when I found it. I took it.

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I don't even know how I noticed it, it was dark, and I was deep in my thoughts. I walked by it at first. I do remember thinking about whether I should turn back or not.