When Nowhere is Home, Forever and Always Between Two Worlds

Mind the exit for an unfamiliar return

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Consumed by the story, he delivered striking details and exact times. It was less dialogue, and more stream of consciousness, asking and answering his own questions. “Do you remember the car; we were in the back of that old Mercedes.” Continuing, “Praise God, we could hear and feel bombs falling…