The last day of five weeks together had finally come. After sharing my 10’ x 10’ room with attached bathroom, needless to say, there were some intimacies passed between us that supersede most common friendships and bonded us closer than ever expected. We spent the last day running around getting all last-minute gifts and eating our last empanadas together from the neighborhood emapanadería that John frequented. When we parted ways as I headed to my African dance class and John to the airport, I tried to just continue with my regular routine. But it was a melancholy evening without my roommate.
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