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ArtistIt smells dark and warm in spring. The birds do not sing, but the spring moisture is pleasant. Everywhere is dark. I twisted my leg in some dark hole and ran on. From the window, a greenhouse with plants looked in my direction. Light has appeared. The police have caught and blink in the dark.
It smells dark and warm in spring. The birds do not sing, but the spring moisture is pleasant. Everywhere is dark. I twisted my leg in some dark hole and ran on. From the window, a greenhouse with plants looked in my direction. Light has appeared. The police have caught and blink in the dark.