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En Händig Man

Jag kommer hem till dig så fort jag bara kan

Rain hit the windows aggressively, as if it would come right through. Houses, lots of houses, trees and some larger buildings passed by. The scenery wasn’t quite an inviting one. Still, I was very excited and happily smiling, my face plastered against the window. Who
would’ve thought… who would’ve thought that the job I fought for for so long, would bring me to the country that I almost loved as much as my own? Continue reading


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