Summer is the peak season of being elsewhere, of waking up somewhere strange and being someone new. What is an exception for some, is the norm for me. Sure, perhaps a few times a year, you get on a plane and disappear into the clouds, you write your name on the condensation-laden window and it disappears, you enter an environment as one person and who y…
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