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RE: To bad weather... a good coffee / Al mal tiempo.. un buen café

The same thing happened to me for 6 years of my life when I emigrated, to a certain extent I tried to adapt, it is something inexpicable, sometimes you feel that you are not from here or there. Nothing like a good coffee to reflect. Greetings.

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As it happens to me, I haven't belonged anywhere for a long time, but before I didn't mind belonging, now I feel like it overwhelms me from time to time.
But I have reason to leave those thoughts behind and move on.