I am home. Europe was just lovely. Drank some Guinness, danced at a pub, made friends with Welsh boys(<33), saw Stonehenge, slept on buses, shopped like no other, went to the top of the Eiffel Tower, wandered through rooms and rooms of Degas, Monet, Renoir, Van Gogh(SO AMAZING), and man so much more. But I am glad to be back, as much as I truly
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