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"Jungle in a court yard"
Fragments from the book |
There was an evening, and the sun stood low. It shined the pink walls which have slightly faded from rains of our house, a cosy green court yard and the wide asphalt strip dissecting half-and-half thickets of trees, bushes and a dense juicy grass with dandelions. I have stepped in a grass and have bent, looking in the view-finder. |