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A difficult goodbye. I don’t know when I’ll see my dad again.

An easy trip back home. RyanAir in the UK is way more efficient than the shite that run the show here. Even played hide and seek with a little girl standing in line.

Coming back… not home… but to the familiar. The dogs didn’t recognise me until I showered.

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