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A River

July 5, 2018

“America was different. America was a river, roaring along, unmindful of the past. I could wade into this river, let my sins drown to the bottom, and let the waters carry me somewhere far away…somewhere with no ghosts, no memories, and no sins.”

(Khaled Hosseini)

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