It was a few weeks ago, almost exactly in the middle of September, that I, a grown man, decided to go on vacation with my parents again. They had rented a house in Denmark, it was the same as it was in 2017 when I last vacationed there with them. Detached, thatched roof, the large garden surrounded by trees, like a wall against the cruelty of the present. Morning, noon, evening, night, it was always quiet, it seemed like no place was as far from the rest of the world as this. On the first day I thought everything was the same as before.
It wasn’t like before.
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