A path strewn with fallen leaves, meandering between the mighty trunks of the eucalyptus trees, lost in the lush grass carpet, isecheno shadows from the dense crowns of the giants, impervious to the rays of sunlight. And these crowns, bound up with golubiewski away a stunted olive, stop look here the rare passerby.
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