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Molly Fiffer's avatar

Well, I am simply obsessed with this post

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The Gourmand Flaneur's avatar

It’s funny; I did an etymological exploration on the word portal after eating at a restaurant in Asbury Park (called “Porta”). What you call a portal invokes the sensation of a tin can on a string telephone for me. People go to London all the time but they might not experience it the way you do. How many 13 year olds would consider vacationing with their grandmother life-altering? My friend, Dan, is my portal because we encourage each other to adventure. But people talk to Dan all the time and don’t get that feeling; it’s as if we can only be connected to these portals if something inside us speaks directly to something inside them. 🚪

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