Here are some photos from beginning of our walk. Friendship, feelings, sentiments wove through our conversation as we walked. I like to imagine I feel like a bird who has just finished her nest. Sitting on branch in a tree across the way, I look back, spent and ready for more.
A short, short story: Remember how my mother used to have one of us kids stand in front of the sign that said the name of the place where we were on vacation? Okay, that's how we begin then. Go.
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| Karim Alladine, west entrance to ..... |
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| Lily Gael, west entrance to ..... |


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