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Accountancy  It was a quiet day, I was driving around  with my camera, but not in the mood to take pictures of my Savannah which is today a flat piece of land between to hills that look like the bosom of a golden queen  I counted trees instead. When 15, I worked in an accountancy office mainly because my mother wanted me  to go to work wearing a suit It was boring for relief I made numbers into human figures, I thought 8 was cute the boss didn't, I was fired, and my mother brought the suit back to the second-hand shop I went back to school and trained as a cook on ships, that was ok, but I got bored and the hours were long Back to school again, I became an officer doing the books 200 bushes and trees before the bridge the job has become superfluous, ships have crew usually from India, often poorly paid The technology is called From the bridge to the village, I counted  of Benafim, I counted 400 hundred olive trees and 245 almond trees 

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