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The house of the Elf.

It is four o’clock in the night. Three hours left of the night job. How I long for the bed and sleep. . A co-worker came over to the department I work to help me and she said I looked very tired.
Now it’s tranquil here, everyone is sleeping. To keep myself awake, I write this blog posts.

I like to hide details here and there in the garden. A garden is like a painting, a painting that is constantly alive, that is constantly painted. As life.

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