We're walking from school. It's warm and sunny, and summery wind starts to blow, gently at first, but getting stronger and stronger by a minute.
I almost feel like in the middle of that American Beauty scene, the one with plastic bag flying in the air, backed up with sweet sounds of music.
All of a sudden, like if she knew exactly how I feel, she says:
'And now, Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the show of dancing leaves!'
😎
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