“With spring, fine bright days had come too. Life was not so dull and hateful, and the earth was more fair to look upon…. There was a warm breeze from the sea and the open country…. The earth was covered with fresh grass, fresh leaves were green upon the trees. Nature had sprung into new life, and had put on new array.

It might be thought that new hopes and new desires would surge up in man when everything in nature is renewed, and young and fresh…”
A Living Chattel by Anton Chekhov



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