If you live in a tree-house, what you want from the world becomes what a tree wants from the world: You wait for the bird to land on the branch, you wait for the squirrel to run here and there, the wind to blow, the leaves to sing, the rain to fall!
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Sunday Evening Art Gallery 
wonderful, I love them!
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I’d take any one of them!
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Yes to all of them. Well, maybe not the one with a million stairs, but yes to the rest.
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with a million stairs you just plan to spend the day there!
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