Many years ago when I was a child, we visited relatives far away to the south. The road there went up and down the hills. I knew that district quite well because to our relatives led the only road that went through the forest and to the lake. And… as I knew it well, I thought there was nothing interesting for me. However, when we reached a fork in the road not far from the local farm I was always so curious where that the other road went. It was almost hidden behind the trees and bushes. We had never been there. I mean… I had never been there. They told me the same thing about it, that they had never been there either. At that age, I knew exactly that I definitely could not trust adults with this.
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The Road
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