Returning to Germany last fall and now returning to Heidelberg is just another instance where I realize how important structures are in my memory and personal topography. The Cricket and I walked across the opposite valley wall with a view of the bridge and the old city quietly sulking on the banks. It was one of the nicest days so far this year and I remembered that I had thought about this day so many times before. I left Heidelberg at 13 so there are few people I've ever been able to show our old home.
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