When I was 5, my parents sat me down at the kitchen table and informed me I would be going to French elementary school. Naturally, I was appalled.
Moving to Italy made me lose one of my native languages and I have feelings about it
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I bought a house with no water, no electricity and no heating in Florence.
This is not Under the Tuscan Sun, this is me, buying a small home in the gritty outskirts of Florence.
My best friend Gigì
Every morning, I wake up at 7 am. I sit in my kitchen and do my make up on our tiny blue couch while I wait for my coffee. I usually listen to a podcast while I get ready. At around 8:30 am, I drag my bike down three flights of stairs and head to [...]
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