R.I.P. Mickey

My dog Mickey has been suffering for the last several weeks. He would hardly eat, drink or move. Today my mom found him in the back yard hedge, barely breathing. We carried him inside, washed off all the dirt and held him for a while. Then I and my dad…

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A Secret Garden

I went to visit the opening of a classmate's art exhibit. She was displaying her paintings in a place which I found tragically beautiful: It was an old building complex behind the Karlsruhe train station. This property had been bought by the city over 25 years ago, with intentions of…

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