"I arrived in the Netherlands 18 years ago, seven years I spent in an asylum seekers centre. Straight away, I met a beautiful and sweet Dutch girl. We started loving each other very much and she came to visit me every week. She loved me so much that she swore that if I would be sent back, she would move with me. I was so afraid she would actually do it."
I had a brief encounter with an Afghan car-mechanic that shared his story with me. Read about leaving and arriving, love and deportation, smoking and the general pardon (2007) in my new article. Link in my bio!