I still miss Rio. When I was in Rio I missed home. In the south I missed the north. In New Delhi I missed Sidney, and in the small villages of Spiti Vally I missed the Kimberly of Australia, and that place where Anat and I have swam, at the top of the falls. Being in Hong Kong made me miss the greenness of the Himalayas but then, on the Philippines islands I missed it's iron feeling. I missed Tel Aviv while living in it. I missed the desert at the same time.
Now it's just another place to miss.
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