When I stepped down the airplane in New York, I was talking
to myself: this is unbelievable. One minute I was in Florence standing next to
Duomo thinking about where did they get that Chirstmas tree, the minute next
I’m in New York, this cold and strange smelling air surrounding me makes miss
Florence already.
I miss the walk from my apartment to school everyday,
passing by Duomo, Uffizi, famous sandwich place, Italian filling my ears,
tourists from all around the world…..
Goodbye Florence, but I will be back!
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