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I went tubing again this time. There were only about ten other people doing so that day and, surprisingly, it reminded me of what it was like when I had first floated down that river. Not the rope swings or the madness but that family atmosphere that had made me fall in love with it in the first place. It was a good reminder that when it comes to travel, all things change. But on rare, lucky occasions, they have a funny way of changing back.
Paul S. Marshall
Mario López-Goicoechea
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Lovely story. Thanks for sharing.
London-based, Cuban writer. Author of “Cuban, Immigrant, and Londoner” https://uk.bookshop.org/a/6886/9781528994293 https://acubaninlondon.medium.com/membership
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