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I love all three seasons of my years. I do not count the winter because I spend the winter time, in the subtropical or tropical zones. For me, the year comes to an end when my walks among the yellow leaves begin to accompany a bitter, biting cold. And for me the level of tolerance is reached when I start suffering because of the Central European cold; then I hear Florida's call clearly, I have to move on. Thus, the latitudes play an important role in my life.
The beauty, evasive effect of autumn are undeniable.
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