"Woke up this mornin', got those 'what's happened to that forest outside my bedroom window' blues". What once looked like Birnam Wood marching on Dunsinane* has gone, the self-sown silver birches that formed a line in a field between ul. Trombity and ul. Sarabandy have been cut down. To make way for what? Arable crops? Housing?
* Note for my non-native speaking readers: A reference to Shakespeare's Macbeth
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