it’s the “maybe we can be neighbours again next time” from r/brasil that did it for me. this is embarrassing but that was when i teared up. we don’t know if there will ever be a r/place, we don’t know if it’ll come in five years or ten or never, people would probably come and go, we were neighbours by chance and… “maybe we can be neighbours again next time”. it’s the hope of clinging onto something ephemeral. maybe, maybe, we’ll find each other again. somehow. because we believe in it. just maybe.






















