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and survived on food from inside the terminal. Every day, he watched thousands of passengers leave for different countries, while he stayed in the same spot. It was like time moved for everyone except him. Even though he was surrounded by people, he was still alone in a strange way. Staff and travelers saw him often, but his situation never fully changed. He existed in a place designed for movement, yet his life had stopped moving forward. Years kept passing like this. The airport became his r