In the old books Dylan Dog (as I said, I'm not assiduous reader from years of neglect Sclavi - which occurred just-for-a-inspiring nightmares happiness, I am told), when a case brought Dylan and Groucho in Scotland, was for advancing in the twilight zone, lost in the fog, being on foot with the car stranded in the woods, stay in country inns semidisabitati in dark stone ...
Things that come to mind when you take a boat trip on a lake surrounded by fog in August, statistically one of the wettest places in Britain - where in fact you are under the rain and take every drop, the bloodless lips of the cold your hands "read" - and would see what the captain describes .
Maybe I was convinced that after traveling to Ireland, Scotland would fail to amaze me. I was completely off the road.
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