Can I have a house of wood thanks, hold the nails
April 3rd 2007 I sat on the wall and watched as the fisherman loaded their boats with nets. Behind me a local man chopped wood for the fire and a rooster crowed in the distance. Across the bay, sheep and cows grazed on the green hills, occasionally looking up to the panoramic views of the neighbouring islands. A mist had settled over the water and lent a mystical air to the surroundings. The cry of nearby
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