I return to the site of things familiar - the comfort of shared histories, the ease of established habits - only because other things have been rendered unfamiliar, strange, alien. I look at the once-familiar things and could only shake my head as I wonder if I really knew them at all. Apparently, I didn't.
Gael Garcia Bernal's Che Guevarra wonders "Is it possible to be nostalgic for a world you never knew?"
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