Waking up this morning was in many ways a unique experience. An empty room, blank white walls jealously gazing to the huge bag filled with memories. A message on my phone; "we miss you Mike, wish we could go and eat waffles now. Memories of the last nites, the Spanish victory made the last nite even more crazy. We laughed, danced, talked, drank, hugged and cried. And not just the goodbye to friends, because a reunion between people is always possible. What is truly gone, a true farewell is to the life we all had here. A life of only 5
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