Ah, that weird old stockholm syndrome we all get. Hate a place, never want to go back, but miss it all the same. I hope I never get used to it, because I hope I never experience it again.
I—would not call it stockholm. Though the circumstances of our presence there was unfortunate at best, there was still time spent among those I would gladly call a friend.
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w7, saturday post everything
Enjoying being uh... back here?
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More than you could possibly imagine. 'Tis good to return to... life.
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I can only imagine. Welcome backs are probably in order.
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[ hm. well. ]
At least it doesn’t seem like we’ll be here for too much longer.
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But it is good to leave behind, along with this hotel. Just one more night.
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But... no, it does not. I am glad I were able to meet those I have, at the very least.