Before and after the plane
August 12, 1983: It´s time to go. I don´t want to, I don´t want to. Hard to say and I know it wouldn´t be understood if people knew about it. People like my neighbors, the same neighbors that just came to say good-bye. My Tia and I will not talk much on the way to Ezeiza Airport. I will tell her how much I love her and Luis. Don´t think she´ll like my mentioning him, but I must. I would be dishonest if I didn´t.
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