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The Tiny Houses of Oslo

May 27, 2011
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I told David that he had the part of the Student in The Lesson if he still wanted it. He jumped for joy. He ran down the street with his hands in the air, past the tiny houses of Oslo. When he returned, he was riding a small, yellow bicycle. “You look smashing,” Nerida said to David. He was beaming.

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