I slept the night for the last time and ate the last breakfast in my home. I am looking at my house one last time, hoping to remember everything once I leave. I keep thinking when will I be back again? Another four years? I really don't know. But I do know that I will never forget Iran and the life I had. I wish Iranians lots and lots of luck and hope they will get their freedom back. I've tried so hard not to be sad, but it's hard. Harder than I thought.
Good-bye Tehran.
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My Last Day in Tehran
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