In roughly 48 hours I expect to be back in Miami. This town will be in cinders.
Everything ends, after all. People in your life are seasons. We had some fun, some ups and downs, but in the end, you gotta let me go. I already have.
At least, I'd like to think so.
Do svidaniya, vsyekh.
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You've already let us go?! That was quick!
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