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He used to write to her, do his penpal letters in his spare time. Nothing special, you understand, it’s good to be friends and have fun.
Over a year’s worth of letters sent both ways, something young people do. Talking about music and films and their lives.
Out of the blue they came and took him from his homeland, to her land, but he wasn’t destined to meet her...
Monday 28th November 2011 1:16 pm

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