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I have cooked after pealing them the apples an unknown lady in my building has put for me to take last week, my place smells already of the coming fall and winter seasons with its darke red and green velvet "brokat" textiles and mystery and closing up on myself.... slowly the huge sorrow of parting with another splendid summer resumes and I am all of a sudden all excited with the coming pleasures of fall and winter!