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I stand at the end of the path for a moment, staring at the modest home before me. This is the place; this is the address I was given. I am not really sure what waits for me inside but I have a feeling that I was right to come here, that my friend was right to invite me. This aspect of his life had always sparked my curiosity but only now had I accepted his invitation to find out what it is really about. I reach the door...