It's autumn on the west coast. I went for a walk in my little city, and heard someone sawing firewood while my nose was being filled with the smell of fallen leaves, cut grass, and a touch of winter in the air. Immediately my soul travels back to my childhood in the forest, and I'm overcome with a deep sense of nostalgic happiness.
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