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After the rain, the air becomes chilled, full of ice and mist. I walk quickly to keep warm, but cannot help lingering at the entrance to this intriguing house, which seems half-forgotten, half-imagined… and I’m not sure whether the urge to want to go inside is outweighed by the urge to move away as quickly as possible and

not
look
back.

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