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The day I turned 27 I walked through golden fields smelling fresh herbs from a garden picked by farmers, I heard the rustle
of dead leaves swept by early september winds, we tried to tie some of those leaves back onto the trees and wished they would
stay there forever, I tasted some of the best garlic cloves I’ve ever had, listened to messages being shouted by performers
at Nuit Blanche and sat amongst friends in a chilly night looking at lights and people and silence.