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As I get older, I learn to appreciate more and more the fact that I was born at countryside. Near forests, river and fields. If you grow up in a place like that, you get a special way of dealing things, seeing things and feeling things. I know that now but it hasn't been always that way. I really really loved visiting my home village which is just pure beauty at summer. I did all the things that make life worth living: picked blueberries, cherries, strawberries and rasberries, biked through forests to the rapids of my childhood, spent lots of time in a sauna, marvelled my brother's wood carvings, rowed the boat at the river and let all the insects eat me. Everyone should do that.

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