A place fallen so out of time, it makes you gasp when entering for the first time. And there is no intention behind it, which lifts its charme on an entirely unexpected level. A place hidden in some parallel universe of grey curls, of morning gymnastics and of walking frames.
I would have never learned about it, if it wasn't for Emma's dog training.
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