My father took me to Līvāni last week. I decided to stay at the empty house ''Tomiņi'' to do nothing but paint. It was a little bit creepy to be honest. My phone was almost unreachable like always, so if I needed to contact someone, I had to find a specific place. That I did, of course, so Aija, my dad's wife, came to me when it was needed. My dad
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