Loch Lomond may be the most ridiculously idyllic place I've ever been. As I sit on my deck I can watch ducks and gulls on the loch, while a hedge full of sparrows chirps away. Plus a family of swans out for a swim. Plus bunnies.
I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
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