Now I must ask you to leave


“Now I must ask you to leave” – The Furies by Paul Theroux

4 thoughts on “Now I must ask you to leave

    1. I have no idea what this is. I would guess children gathering feathers, nutshells, leaves etc. and putting the stuff on a tree trunk – a own little universe of its own.
      Or: everything is in this spot by chance.

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