Day 6. An empty house.

One has to do some shopping every now and than.
By car we went to the little village "Le Bugue".
Shopping done.
A little walk.

A three storey house.


An open door.
Demolished windows.
We had to go in.

Memories of a life lived.
A little curtain was still hanging.


French wallpaper with "petit fleurs".


Doorbells.


A book was left.

Someone must have slept on this pink bed.

Who would have lived here I wondered.
Why leave?

An elderly couple?
An old lady?
A widower?

An empty house.
Partly demolished.
Always a little sad.

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