On the way to...
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Knud drove us round so we could see the mud flats - oops, sorry, the reclaimed fields - and their protective dykes in the Dutch style, which made me feel very insecure and long to be back in my sheltered forests. Me, I think the sea knows where it's supposed to be... |
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Knud Haugmark, |
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