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The season ended and nobody came back. The curtain still moves — barely — behind a window that has stopped expecting visitors. Wild grass grew over the decision to leave. The terrace faces the ocean with the patience of something that has accepted it will not be sat in again soon. Some houses wait. This one has stopped counting the days.

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