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I'm not going to lie. I spent the entire next morning in Koh Tao crying. It was one of my hardest goodbyes yet. I had to turn around as I watched everyone ride off because I knew the tears were coming. And then I sat around all morning trying to find Dave, an Irishman who was the only other staying behind, so I'd have someone to console in. I was sad for losing Josh, who I'd liked more than I thought I would or ever wanted to. Who I felt comfortable and myself with, something that doesn't happen often for me. Who...