It is the Autumn. The sky is often grey. We are more often indoors. There is fresh air. We have to be more cautious. There is some sunshine and it always makes us happy. We shall probably learn some Native languages like the Maya, the Inuit, Hawaiian or Alaska. Home is always home. Tu casa es mi casa in Spanish is what I heard and that seemed so far far away. Is Maya a dream?
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