i couldn't stop thinking about going home for the last days now. i keep seeing images of my bedroom, my neighbourhood, the coffee shop a few blocks behind my place i can always count on for a good cup of kopi. it feels like a long time since the night i packed my bags, as eager for this holiday as a 5 year-old with candy in my hands. for one weird
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-joann
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fancy meeting you here!
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Don't mind, I've added you to the friends list.
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