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John stood there in shock. Julian Lennon, his son, was standing right before him in the flesh and bones.

"Jules. . ." John breathed, a nervous smile spreading upon his lips. "What. . . What are ye doing 'ere?"

He led the young teenager inside. Julian stepped in, his leather jacket being straightened out once he walked inside the white apartment.

"I came to see ye, Dad."

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