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0That afternoon, driving through a white, open landscape, Palli and I told each other our deepest wounds.
I told him about my divorce. He told me about his betrayal. Neither of us went into detail — but we both felt the weight of what the other carried.
This episode: an outrageously priced bowl of seafood soup, a dip in Iceland's community swimming pools, and a conversation in a hot spring that left me quiet for a very long time.
"What held me back wasn't age. It was me."
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