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He was my schoolmate. We did not go to the same primary school, but we met in high school and became pals. He was really clever, often came second or third in our class. His mum was a teacher and taught at a different school, and his dad was the headteacher at another, so smarts ran in their family. After high school, we went our separate ways. He studied electrical engineering, while I somehow miraculously ended up in the computer science field. Years later, I ran into him in the

I had the pleasure of meeting him, a quite cheerful bloke radiates only positive vibes, and becoming his friends in America, a country well known for its statue of liberty, and freedom. Our connection was instant, formed just a day after his arrival. On a fine evening after dinner, we delved into a discussion about the important roles of the economy and education in a country. He came from a digital marketing background but had also spent years in the hotelier industry.  He had a deep passion for tattoos