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looking for wonderland
Welcome back. The immigration officer at Seattle's airport smiled at me. I had just answered all her questions about the why and where of my stay in America. Had told her about the road trip we were about to do across the USA. Mentioned that we'd lived here, ten years ago, first in Seattle, then in Boston. Welcome back. It was the official beginning of our journey looking for wonderland - resulting in an photographic and text essay about a personal experience of America.