Transcription: July 3, 8.40 a.m. I'm at my parents' house, which has been empty since my grandmother died. I haven't seen this house since I was 10 years old. This is where I grew up. It looks the same, but smaller. The smell. The old wood. The play of light takes me back. Well, I'm not here to reminisce. I've got work to do. But first, something I've really been looking forward to. A Japanese bath.
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