I’m standing behind the desk, looking out on Klarälven River through the shattered windows, the warm Summer breeze is reminding me of that this is a place full of little memories and happy times. I turn around and the smell of damp paper stops me for a moment, i’m thinking that maybe nothing really has changed at all, and when i come out from this room everything will be like before. Unchange, as my memories, my mind.

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