The modest alleys of the park are covered in golden and red carpets of leaves. The branches of old oaks, birches and maples bend under the weight of purple and yellow leaves that are in no hurry to leave the ground. The sun shines softly, colouring the world in warm tones, creating a play of light and shadow. The transparent air is filled with the scent of pine needles and earth, and somewhere in the distance a bird trill can be heard.
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