I bought the phonecard. I can connect to her number. She's gone. I feel a bit sad, but relieved. I think I'll send her a postcard. No hopes there, but I think I can safely close this door. I'm sorry I didn't get the closure I wanted.

Get on with life, you git. You walked away, pay the price.
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