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       The secrets of the Home Office
   DIR By: kkshaha cnd
       Date: September 16, 2023, 3:27 am
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       She had never tried something of this nature and yet I
       immediately felt that I was with Lea, that she gave herself over
       to love with her eyes closed and her spirit relaxed. An hour
       later, at the moment when – in this patio that I begin to
       inhabit – the incense and the candle were consumed, in unison, a
       bright green hummingbird with a thin and long red beak entered
       my old house, fluttered and perched once, twice in the palm of
       my son's hand, cupped like a nest.
       Then they told me that at that moment Lea was not there where
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       were healing her with their hands,
       that she had gone far away and it took her a long time of
       whispers and pampering to return to her body, open her eyes, sit
       up). 3. It rains hard, on the fifth day of this late and
       prolonged Santa Rosa storm. It's the first time I've heard rain
       in this house. The roof is made of sheet metal and resonates, a
       pounding that is sometimes thunderous, sometimes soft, that lets
       you feel the variations in intensity of the falling water. The
       drops on the glass draw a filigree pattern, and immediately run,
       destroying any shape.
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       I have been living in this little house for a month now, just a
       month. Little by little, I have been learning to recognize its
       nocturnal noises: the garbage collection truck every morning,
       the neighbor's garage door on the other side of the kitchen wall
       at midnight. What will be heard tonight among so much water? The
       next morning, after a week of rain, the sky clears after the
       storm. The plants in the tiny garden are happy, shiny and a
       thousand green, grateful for the water that erased the dust and
       sawdust that dulled them after so many days of work by
       bricklayers, blacksmiths and carpenters.
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