People often ask me: hy did you e to the Uy of Marynd?
I ays anser: Fresh air.
Five years ago， as I step off the pne from a， and left the terminal at Dals Airport. I as ready to put on one of my five fabsp;masks， but hen I took my first breath of Ameribsp;air. I put my mask aay.
The air as so seet and fresh， and oddly luxurious.
I as surprised by this. I gre up in a city in a， here I had to ear a fabsp;mask every time I ent outside， otherise， I might get sick.
Hoever， the moment I inhaled and exhaled outside the airport.
I felt free.
No more fog on my gsses， no more difficult breathing， no more suppression.
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