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...and you were like a bull fully aware of your being in a china shop Δεν θυμάμαι να σε ευχαρίστησα για τα πολυκαιρισμένα σοκολατάκια και τις μαραμένες μαργαρίτες - κίτρινο της απι`

She looks at the open gate, noticing the iron curlicues and flakes of green paint falling away. Beyond the gate there is a darkness broiling, boiling itself in the sky, building against the horizon. In her heart, she feels that she knows it. The path she is standing on stretches straight into the distance, pockmarked every so often with dead trees, pimples on the otherwise dreary, grey-brown plains. She takes a tentative step, and is soon through the open gate without mishap. As she passes the first tree, she shudders. It wasn't because of the cold. In fact, she was oblivious to the temperature, if there was one. She continues to walk, de