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This is my grandmother's yard. My uncle lives there now and every year a big holiday is celebrated on this day. St. Nicholas. The table was full and there were many guests. On my way home, I saw a tree that we didn't have cut down, because we have many beautiful memories under the canopy of that tree. Memories.....

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