It’s a place I go to. Sometimes. Where it feels oddly familiar, even though I don’t come from this place. As if every cell in my body remembers…the past.
Boston, Massachusetts
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The Gravel Ghost 
I have been around a wee bit in the US. Never to Boston
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It’s a very interesting city with a ton of history. The graveyards are really what I am drawn to. They are absolutely fascinating
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Ah, we have some old British graveyards in parts of India. Plus, Muslim ones. Hindus go up in smoke!
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Very nice reflecting picture of you and Boston stuffs! I totally feel the same way…My ex bf showed me around Boston, and I said, I feel like I’m at home even though I never lived there.
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I feel the same way about New York City. I’m “home”. However, Boston has a very strange tug that’s not necessarily happy and good, but very, very familiar. Especially around Boston Common.
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And, thank you for the compliment! I appreciate it.
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