I couldn’t explain how sad I felt.
I was visiting home last summer for the first time in two years and we drove past the house where I…
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Imagine seeing a whole forest of fir trees that you knew 30 meter-high being reduced to a hill of tree stumps, and the orchard in front of your grandparents’ house that you knew surrounded by a stream, replaced by piles of sawdust, wood cutting machinery and logs to be floated away… The trees of my childhood are long gone.

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