Why Life in Florence Makes Perfect Sense to Me

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Holland has never really made sense to me. Instead of lifting my spirits up, it took them down. Instead of nurturing me, it drained me. Instead of flourishing, I was wilting. I felt more and more out of place; I was that weird woman who didn’t fit in because she wanted more than the nine-to-five, […]
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Take No Crab

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How to not let crabs – or anything else for that matter – get between you and your mission. After a two-hour train ride, walking down a very narrow path between rocks that functioned to cover up the sewers – yep, there’s the crap – I finally found a place where I could sit with […]
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