I love to stand in bare feet on the sun-warmed tiles of the balcony and lean my hands on the hot rail. I watch a white butterfly with black etchings dance across my view riding on the breezes that sough in the pines and make the tiny early fruits, lemons, pears and pomegranates bounce on the [...]
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