Some trips never leave you. They linger like a song you heard in the background of a summer afternoon, the kind you hum years later without realizing. It’s not always the grand adventures that stick — more often it’s the unplanned turns, the local café you wandered into because the rain pushed you off the main road, or the quiet park bench where you sat just long enough...
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