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  • The moment right before pale winter feet meets lake water for the first time this year. And the moment after. I remember what I was thinking this day. It was the first weekend that was warm enough for shorts and t-shirt. Folke and I took a long bike ride, to the big hills, and to the lake. And I thought: Is it really possible to be sad when it's summer?

    Lets's hold on to that thought.
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