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Autumn in Paris; winter in Prague; spring in Amsterdam. It’s summer so here I am. I didn’t know if you would be here but I came anyway. When I fell out of love with you – I say this as though to fall in love is an actual physical movement – it was not you I missed. It was the life that we’d created together.
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