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My Childhood in El Salvador

Last November, after 43 years, I made the trek back to my birth country El Salvador. For months I thought about how it would be to go back. Would I be disappointed? Would I find the place I grew up the first ten years of my life? Would I find by best friend? I wrote […]

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