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"I was at my aunt's house when we received a phone call that my dad had passed away. I was living in Suriname with my mother at the time. My dad lived here. Despite the distance, he tried to visit me as much as possible. He would always bring expensive clothing from...
"Right before departure, I was separated from my family and taken off the train at Amsterdam Central Station. They took me to a children's home. I was only two years old, so I don't have a lot of memories. I do remember that every time someone rang the door, I had to...
"She was one of the baristas at the café I was managing. At work, we got along really well but at the time, I was still in a relationship with a man, and I had no idea that I could be attracted to women. After a year, I got transferred to a different branch of the...
