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And our contacts slowly fade away...
posted by
Corbin_Dallas
on July 19, 2020 at 4:59 AM
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Yes , it was a pity, we remember such incidents at times. 
posted by
C_C_T
on July 17, 2020 at 10:46 AM
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Oh, Annicita, this story hits home - literally! I also met an Afgani man. But he was old- much older than I. I learned much about the tribes there after that. I was going to post the story one day but didn’t since I do know his real name and former status. I don’t know if u can tell the story and leave out his identity. He’s probably not alive now anyway.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on July 16, 2020 at 2:36 PM
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one does wonder what happens to people one used to know. These days I wonder if they are still alive.
posted by
Kabu
on July 16, 2020 at 12:13 PM
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How sad. He may have missed out on his soulmate.
I love meeting interesting people from different backgrounds. It is what makes the world more colorful.
posted by
Sherri_G
on July 16, 2020 at 7:34 AM
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Sounds like a great experience!
posted by
Corbin_Dallas
on July 16, 2020 at 5:00 AM
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