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The back door to 3 Fore Street was green, once black and once before white. The heat of summer… more
I remember a swarm of monarch butterflies in a pine tree at a truck stop in Georgia where my… more
buying waffles with my Dad in a small French village and carrying them home warm to the rest… more
i was about 1 and a half/two years old and sleeping in a cot. It was in the house my parents… more
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