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I took this picture in
York. I cannot remember in which park. it is basically a little enclosure, made of some trees, a small fence and some stones and logs for seats. It is used, apparently, for the
Storytelling Festival. I don't much about it, apart from its name, I don't even know if it still exists. But I found this place absolutely enchanting. I could easily spend time there with a group of like minded people, say
the Ticklers, telling old tales, known or unknown, or new tales invented on the spot by the storyteller. I want to go back there again, this this very spot.
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