There are places where reality seems so more real that there's nothing else to say, except for the feeling of being so waken all the time I was there even when I was sleeping. Thanks Paulo and Kate for taking me there, and thanks a lot Anne and Angus for the lovely welcoming. It was like home, everything seeming so powerfully familiar, the seaside, the yellow wild flowers, which in Portugal we called Tojo, the perfumed atmosphere, the easy going summer holydays like, and then memories I didn’t knew I have just came back and they still do. They're precious.
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