On Returning to Places I’ve Missed

Returning is like stepping into an old memory. A living, breathing memory. The colors may change, but the feeling remains the same. Though it changes, you are always welcomed back in a familiar embrace of its sights and sounds. Its life. A return here brings a renewed sense of wonder. 


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