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Our front gate at dusk / here there are endless fields of sunflowers which make the knees buckle / bicycle ride besides the marshes in the National Park (did I mention we live five minutes removed? it’s sublime!) / camper and counsellor paintings on the theme of ‘what makes me happy’ (spot Regensburg!) / my radiant room-mate and wonderful colleague Erika of Colorado causing a raucous outside the boys’ room / the National Park at twilight / the lighthouse by the lake today, on the prettiest afternoon to date.
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