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Ole John Aandal - Juvenilia
My space is very private. If you enter, I decide when you should leave.
Bø: I was depressed and lonely. Wherever l looked there were: fields, forests, mountains, lakes ... I turned 360º. A deer ran over the farm and then a hare. Instinctively I withdrew within myself.
It is so beautiful there, snow and mountains. Nature: to climb trees and slide on the waterfalls. But I wished for something else, something ugly, pavement and smoke, pollution even, not to suffocate.
Then my house burned down. I sat in a folding chair in the garden and looked at the fire as if I was at a drive-in cinem...
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