There had been a huge storm some time ago in my hometown. The wind was so strong, that it shaken the magnificent, old sycamore trees down to their roots. These trees were the pride of my hometown and many of them had to be cut off because they were not stable anymore. It made me very-very sad, to see those streets so bare.And if that was not enough, for whatever reason the local government decided to cut off all the remaining trees as well even in those streets where they had almost all remained stable. The sight is just plainly painful for me...
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