This city is old, has high expectations.
It all feels just as overwhelming and
impossible as it did ten years ago.
Still... I can bump into more people
I (used to) know here
than in the city where
I actually live now.
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anticipatory story
my mother is old, my father older the hopes in my heart older too I will them to come back daily the way every day shows the way every day ...
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