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Village

In the late summer of that year, we lived in a house in that village that looked across the river and plain to the mountains.

In the bed of the river there were pebbles and boulders, dry and white in the sun, and the water was clear and swiftly moving with the light breeze.

The atmosphere was bright and fresh. The redbud trees were in bloom and the fragrance of the blossoms filled the air.

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