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Strolling around the neighbourhood as usual. Weather's getting better. Thinking about how cold it was just one week ago. Counting
weeks until next winter. Four and a half times six maybe seven makes suddenly, you stop.
An old redbrick house(,) clad in ivy(,) with a small garden(,) behind a silver fence (???). The nameplate says c.c.c./05.
A dusty dormat indicates desertedness. The c.c.c./05 house does not exist to be inhabited; no family will open the door to tell
you about a life in that house, a future, a past. The c.c.c./05 house does not exist in the future or past,
nor does it contain objects, elements, aspects of futures or pasts. It is nothing more than its own presence.
Can you imagine how it must look from the inside?
Enter the c.c.c./05 house and you'll -