Tag: life
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Lisbon: Tiles, Trams & Time to Slow Down
Leaving Portimao and the Algarve had felt like stepping out of a dream. Our legs were tired, our voices were gone, and our bodies were still buzzing from the music.…

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A letter to my younger self
Dear little me, I wish I could sit beside you right now, not to change anything but to give you the comfort you were always searching for.

