“We are grateful for the smallest of merries. We were glad when there was time to delouse before going to bed, although in itself this was no pleasure as it meant standing naked in an unheated hut where icicles hung from the ceiling.”

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Author: apboss

I love to share and experiment with words, words for me are like olfactory senses, they wake me up in a garden of experiences, SOUL meets me

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