The last days of my travel

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                                The last day, we went to the house of Reda's wife's family. We laughed and played until nightfall

                                  I cried a lot that day because I didn't want to go. While we were on the way, we laughed a lot with my cousin, and it was the best day of my life, but immediately when we arrived at my aunt's house, I cried a lot and bid farewell to Reda with a warm hug.

                                  I spent two weeks with my aunt and returned to Fez

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