The return – il ritorno.
Sono tornata. I have returned. It doesn’t seem normal to me to walk down the streets of Milano…
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Sono tornata. I have returned. It doesn’t seem normal to me to walk down the streets of Milano…
Venice…Venezia. I want to embrace you. Wrap my arms around you. I adore you. I am excited just…
And now, two months. I can understand the italian on the train, on the street. The bartender last…