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I miss the trains hooting in the distance at night in Indiana. I miss the sharp smell of air in El Salvador in June. I miss the conductor calling out station names in the Moscow subway. I miss monkeys haunting the streets of Pondicherry like lost souls. I miss a chat with lonely man in the steets of Trinidad in Cuba who recites his own poetry about Marseille. I miss a long walk with a stray dog through the hills of Cappadocia in the early morning. I miss the anguish you feel when you get off a plane alone at a strange airport in Morrocco. I just stepped outside and enjoyed the starry sky.
Posted on: Thu, 18 Jul 2013 02:22:44 +0000

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