That map with music, photos, and various details reminded me of my own trip. I wrote more than 10,000 words of travel notes in order to get someone's attention. In the end, I don't even remember what he looked like.
My favorite passage is at the father's funeral, where DREW's mother naturally tap dance steps that are not very skilled. Rockers were still playing wildly in the splash of roof fire posts as the big bird on fire flew through the astonished crowd.
I wish I was the girl in the red hat taking pictures of the man I love with my eyes and hands, making an atlas for him with all my heart and making him listen to my songs on the journey I just finished, but Not lonely, then we meet at the end, the story ends but life begins.
I'm fine ~~ This sentence can perfunctory others but can't deceive myself.
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