The pants were made of cotton and had a dark green colour. Willow used to love those pants, but somewhere along the line they no longer fitted her. Or rather, she no longer fitted them. The pants had just been lying in the back of the closet for several years. Therefore she thought she would give them away, as the pants were still in excellent condition. When she took them out of the closet, she felt something in the right pocket. As she discovered two curled banknotes from a far-away country, memories came back one after another. She could all of a sudden hear the sound of a hungry gecko, smell the fragrance of a red hibiscus, taste the salty water on a white, sandy beach, feel the touch of a playful monkey and see the smiling faces of tanned children dressed in all the colours of the rainbow.
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