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I have recently revisited my late grandparents’ house in rural Hungary. The attic has not been touched for decades and tells stories of life in eastern Europe between the 1950s and the 1980s with unique charm. Looking at things I last saw as a child brings back bitter sweet memories however I did not liked the place back then.
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