This was the place where she grew up. This was what she called home.
Now, however, she felt like an alien even as she drinks in
familiar sights. There were many decisions to make, many of them irrevocable.
The contentment, the comfort, the stability she associated with the place has
all but dissipated. No longer was her heart yearning for the contented past she
cannot grasp, or the exciting present with its glittering opportunities. It had
liberated itself in a flight across time to a city infinitely more magnificent
than this.
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