Produced Forthwith

Yesterday, out of nowhere, Mina came to my desk and said, “Here, daddy.”

She then handed me my passport.

As in, arguably the single most important document I possess living overseas.

I do not know where she got it; I’m just glad she didn’t throw it away or color in all the pages…

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