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[coyotegoth]

In a few hours, if the gods are kind, I'm getting on a bus to the town where I grew up (a 10-hou ride) to see one of my dearest friends get married. A bittersweet journey in many ways- my friend is extremely ill; separate from that, I have extremely mixed felings about returning, even for a visit, to the town where I once lived- but I wouldn't miss the occasion for the world.