We travel non-stop

But in the end I had to go back to Madrid

But Madrid is a dead end

For several years

We are all repeating the mistakes of the past

Love may be able to overwhelm the mountains and the sea

But they can't save the beloved in their hearts

Later, Marshallo quit his addiction and left

And I stayed in Madrid

The movie saved me

(Originally from the movie "Pain and Glory")

About the departure of Marshall Road

There's no need to think about why

Some people can't be retained

Addiction is both an antidote and a poison

Tired of the old life

No matter what kind of scenery you are watching

The content is no longer able to influence their inner thoughts

So travel doesn't work for it anymore

He knows where to go

Will all come back here

Because Madrid is a dead end

It's a dead end of addiction

This is the most painful cage for the Vault Dweller

Like the discussion in "The Sheltered Sky".

Sightseers will eventually die in their hometown

And travelers don't know where they'll go next

It's like the witcher in The Witcher who doesn't die in bed

In fact, it is also the definition of this kind of exile

It is a story of people from two worlds who are finally approaching the same direction, but it is only a story of a meeting

People who dare to move forward

In my opinion, those who dare to get rid of their original addiction are worthy of respect

for they are white in their own way

They break the rules

Hats off to them

At least for an outsider.

We can't comment on the insider's disaster

Maybe it's just a withdrawal reaction after quitting "addiction".

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