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No home, just a shelter - It's late November in the forest, late autumn almost winter already, and it's raining a cold and heavy rain, there's a every small wooden hut half broken and rotten and moldy, and on the porch of the hut, just protected from the rain, there's a big dog lying down, the dog looks tired and sad and dirty and shabby but also kind and caring, ink and charcoal with strong colors
