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When I stepped into the hott America from the forigness of Europe I had only two things on my mind, My luagage and the trip home. When I thought of home in Croatia I thought of the place that only exsited in my fantasy the place that I would never find again and miss forever. Then I saw it. I walked up to it and felt like home again. It is a rather hard thing to exsplain. This was a feeling only my brain can have. I missed this place and nearly cried just seeing what I left behind.