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“It was always a strange thing, coming home. Coming home meant that you had, at one point, left it and, in doing so, irreversibly changed. How odd, then, to be able to return to a place that would always be anchored in your notion of the past. How could this place still be there, if the you that once lived there no longer existed?”

Terminada la primera mitad con lagrimita y todo.
Totalmente in love con nuestre monje que se enfada y suelta tacos como un marinero 😆

My intuition might just be remnants

Yeah this is gonna be my 5-star summer read.