...to Paris?
Actually, no. I guess they went someplace called 'Las Vegas' where there are tacky replicas of world monuments. Sigh. I didn't get any cool souvenirs when they got back. Not even a T-shirt that says, "My parents went to Las Vegas and all I got was this stupid T-shirt."
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To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day, to the last syllable of recorded time;* before I could see my mom and dad again.
*Shakespeare, "Macbeth"
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