The Memoirist
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The Memoirist

And So an Italian Love Story Began…

Photo by Elia Pellegrini on Unsplash

That was an unusual summer that would nevertheless remain not only in my memory but also in the memories of others. Suddenly, as in a dream, I found myself in the back seat of a car somewhere in northern Italy. My motionless body was, however, moving on an Italian highway. Wide, with different signs and colors, all confusing and new to me. The heavy rain that day made the last of June live up to the saying:

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