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Finally, after two days in jail, we got our visa. I could scream out in triumph, I had this fucking stamp in my passport. It meant I could go in and out in the US for month at the time. I savored the joy of fulfilling my childhood dream. As far as I could remember I wanted to visit America and travel from one end to the other. I had always been fascinated by America and the far west in particular. I grew up in a suburb of Geneva watching John Wayne’s movies on television in the company of my father. He used to talk a lot about America in a good way. Somehow the American dream was his dream. That dream was mine now and I could feel it deeply.
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