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Someone once told me that when we travel, we take ourselves with us. We end up `doing' a place, instead of figuring out what it did to us. Our must-see-must-do checklist ends up getting the better of us. It's only when we stop, linger, sit around and look someone in the eye that a place opens up to us. It begins to speak too. It's only when we leave ourselves behind, that we find out who else we can be. Many people travel to see new places. I travel to find new parts of me. (Extended Album).
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