Looking at two worlds at the same time.
A hook on the left holds the window closed. Imagine in the summer with the whole window thrown open to sunshine, warm breezes, the scent of flowers, the songs of birds. There’d be the occasional little bug but you can’t have everything in an imperfect world.
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A hook on the left holds the window closed. Imagine in the summer with the whole window thrown open to sunshine, warm breezes, the scent of flowers, the songs of birds. There’d be the occasional little bug but you can’t have everything in an imperfect world.