And maybe Milan is calling to me if ... is trying in every way to make me understand that I am part of her as she is part of me.
I made a bet ... I said that I would have wanted to go ... but I would have tried again one last time.
And then things, as if by magic, began to change ... my city is being done to rediscover ... yet still cool, detached, chaotic and alienating ... but under this foggy patina appears at a first quick look ... there is still a world full of life ... Milan is still a living and to drink ...
few days I have shared here. Today I write it down on paper. For the rest there are the weekends & holidays. For
now I leave you, my dear city! ;)
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