I walked down the path pass the holy bush into the porch, a big porch very protective red brick all around it I came through the front door colour tiles on the floor my uncle bun is on the perimeter we going into the front blue my grandfather is waiting for us he is sitting in a leather arm chair he asked me to sitting on his lap he brings up a big book and ask me to read it to him it is quiet dark in the room really comfortable, it is the smell of leather, big dark brown heavy velvet curtains it is like being in another world.

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