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We're not the only ones ( 14 May 2004 - 11:50 p.m. ) There are eight trees on the edge of the common, just near the underpass. The interesting thing is that they grow in pairs, two and two and two and two. And each tree in a pair is leaning towards the other. Like ancient friends, frozen in wood. They do look very tender together, like all they have in the world is each other, and they are perfectly content with that. And all I could see was them and the grey sky between their leaves. | |||||||||