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I have come to the painful realisation that I don’t see my friends often enough. I’ll catch-up with a friend over dinner once or twice a month and beyond that, it’s a WhatsApp rally with weeks often passing between messages. I suspect the reasons for this are many and layered, but I often feel bad about it.
Then in December I went to Buenos Aires for six weeks where I met up with a girl who lives there and who I had met once before, Imabelle from Venezuela.
Over those few weeks we spent an inordinate amount of time together. We went to dinners, lunches, drinks, concerts and even experienced immersive postmodern theatre together. We hung out for hours at a time and didn’t stop talking — ‘I don't usually do this…’ said the both of us, repeatedly.