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When you look at a frowning sky for too long, you start to frown yourself. When it snows for too long, you start to get cold yourself. But inside me, the Indian sun burns brightly and my memory is warmed by memories of the fabled land of eternal summer. The border with India has been opened and many people have gone there for the winter, but I can't go yet, I have work and worries... Be happy, people of the world, wherever you are! Photo - India, Goa, somewhere on the road from Arambol to Calangute.

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