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After returning to the dorm, after checking out, I wandered the alleys of Bangalitora, Varanasi, where guest houses are dense, and moved to the dormitory where I stayed when I visited Varanasi two years ago.
Thankfully, the room was the same then and now. What was even more pleasing was that the owner of the hostel and his nephew remembered me. In the lobby, there were piles of guestbooks that left traces of travelers who had been there. I was bored, and while reading the guestbook, I fell into the thoughts and travel process of other travelers. After reading hundreds of posts for a couple of hours, I found something familiar.
It was the mark I left two years ago. ...