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June 19, 2009
Later that evening the meeting that does not take place, so we go to a festa instead, he tells me he's feeling a bit out of place, I'm a married man after all, I've not done this for a while, but he's enjoying himself, it's warm and full of young people, we chat and drink beer and the concert starts and music takes over, but I'm still here, we stroll in the warm air, the music carries on, bounces off the church walls, his life has been and is so full, I swell inside thinking of the possibilities world gives.