And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
-- T. S. Eliot, Little Gidding
07 December 2005
How comforting is it when you stop by a friend's apartment for the first time and find that everything is as it would be, had you lived there, down to the calendars and pictures on the walls.
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