To forgive and (not) forget

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One of the few photos I have with my father. Circa 1999.

I haven’t seen my father in 11 years.

I’d like to say that many difficulties have prevented us from seeing each other. That he has desperately tried to visit us, but obstacles always ruin his plans.

But this isn’t that kind of story.

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