"I remember that blue haze, like the haze on the mountains in Switzerland. That haze which envelops everything at the blissful time when childhood is just coming to an end and its huge merry circle narrows to a path which one treads gaily yet with dread into life's corridor, bright and splendid as it appears... Who has not been through it?" - Anna Karenina
I moved to Uruguay with nothing more than a friend.
We ended up in Argentina, but then she left.
I ventured to Brazil by myself.
Eventually I returned to the USA to where McDonald's, American Idol, and products manufactured in China = Culture.
This is my story.
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