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It is one of those real Autumns we get every five years or so, Clare says. She is right. The leaves stay on the trees in time long enough to glow like Girl Guide pennies cleaned in vinegar, instead of being ripped off by grey winds before the chance of an Indian summer of glorious opulence cheers a depressed middle a
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by ca ne fait rien on Jun 21 5:44 PM, In My own personal thoughts, Noguest. 200 words. Friends only.
