On the 12th day left abroading, Europe gave to me...?
#17- GELATO
#16- ABROAD SONGS
#15- PERSISTENT HAWKERS
#14- ITALIAN WEATHER
#13- ABROAD CONSTANTS
#12- #STUDYABROADPROBLEMS
If you are among this generation you cannot avoid the hashtag. I hated the fad hoping it would die out when random people started using it in their statuses on the book. Facebook is not twitter, cut the shit. But inevitably the fad turned into a trend and people actually started using twitter enough for it to become a legitimate marketing ploy to make money only spiraling it to appear on facebook and in average daily talk more and more frequently.
So what's an abroad student to talk about while abroad aside from how unrealistic and amazing it is? Complain about things that they only have to deal with because they are abroad. Hence the culmination of #studyabroadproblems. Everything can relate to its use. Anything that involves Ryan Air = #studyabroadproblems. Having to choose which European city to casually visit for a weekend = #studyabroadproblems. Loosing all motivation to do work while abroad = #studyabroadproblems. Complaining about it raining and being cold at 65 in December = #studyabroadproblems. The lists can go on and on, pretty much there are a lot of unreal life problems that happen while studying abroad. They are usual not a real problem whatsoever but it's a way to cope with the ridiculousness that is abroad sometimes.
#studyabroadproblems is a good way to keep things in check with life abroad and life back home. I am aware of the fact practically nothing about abroad life is the real world, but despite that it makes you grow so exponentially in a fast manner that life back home is on pause and I know when I come back it will feel as if nothing has changed, but me.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
ROMA
This past weekend was my last excursion, last trip with GSE, last time casually traveling to another city in Europe. I was happy it was Rome that was my last European city (aside from 2 weeks left in Firenze) because it was the one city in Italy I wanted to visit more than any other. People were dying to go to Cinque Terre or Venice or the Wine Tasting day in Chianti, but I wanted to go to Roma. After visiting it, it definitely did not disappoint. Hands down, I could have studied abroad in Rome. Easily. It was similar to Paris being very open (nature included far more) and despite the lies my sister and mother spewed about them hating Rome and how dirty it was, I thought it was clean and super refreshing. The mix of modern next to ruins was perfect, I loved it. If I studied there instead, I know I would have a different perspective on Italy without a doubt. Florence is pretty much repulsively dirty compared to Rome, but I've grown used to it until I visited Rome and instantly thought wait why didn't I look into Rome more??
After a speedy train ride (that definitely couldn't have been cheap seeing as Firenze SMN is a bitch too expensive and we got there in an hour and a half as opposed to 6) we arrive and stop at our 4 star hotel... yeah GRAZIE GSE I'll take a free night in a 4 star hotel in Rome.
I was dreading the walking tours in Rome as they were the last and I've lost all patience for them as is, but thankfully our tour guide was really good. Comical, informative without blurting on and on, just enough. After a nice walk through some security I am in the 8th country I've ever visited, the Vatican City.
Vatican walls
Vatican Museo grounds, giant bronze ball that I have no clue what it represents
Our guide talking about the Sistine Chapel, no photos are allowed of it but DAMN it was so much bigger and not as high up as I expected.
Going thru the museum passing through the Room of Maps. A giant hallway dedicated to maps of Italian cities and regions
Heyyyy St Peter's Basilica
Pope John Paul II's grave
No one seemed to get my Angels & Demons reference here
Brunelleschi makes things other than the Duomo dome
the famous square in the Vatican
Lengel says, "guys I checked the weather for Rome not the Vatican" as it starts to downpour on us
THE TREVI FOUNTAIN! So beautiful in real life
Typical Trevi fountain wish throwing
At at a BOMB gelato place right by the fountain, it was apparently in Eat Pray Love. Damn good gelato, Horrid movie.
The Spanish Steps (which are not near the Trevi Fountain like I visioned in my mind)
Don't really know what is going on here, but yet another successful and fun free dinner night with the program. After which I we had plans to go to the ice bar, but with it raining we thought it best to not, so I met up with Tara's friend Sean who is studying in Rome. Then hailed down a taxi after because I was not about to get lost again in Rome, it was worth paying for.
Ciao Colosseum
Jumper movie reference? Anyone...?
But is taking rocks from the ruins forbidden....
Katie and I pretending to be warriors in the Colosseum, you can only smile in front of national monuments for so long.
Ancient ruins? Check
THE PANTHEON (which I was most excited to see, I dont know why but I was)
Oculus? check
The "Wedding Cake" that was built a hundred years ago and Romans apparently hate because it doesnt fit with the rest of the city, but I thought it was grand.
Finally added another outfit to the abroad photos, found an Italia shirt without it reeking tourist.
Rome was amazing I loved it. It was a perfect last trip.
Monday, December 5, 2011
NOW AND THEN I GET TO WONDERING, WHAT WOULD'VE HAPPENED IF WE NEVER MET
On the 13th day abroading, Europe gave to me... (making up for my weekend in Rome)
[also too boring to continue same blog post titles so yeah I'm gonna be that person that put lyrics in places that make no utter sense for being, trying to stop doing my statuses that way so im compensating here]
#17- GELATO
#16- ABROAD SONGS
#15- PERSISTENT HAWKERS
#14- ITALIAN WEATHER
#13- ABROAD CONSTANTS
What is the Desmond to my Penny while studying abroad? Without a doubt churches and views from the top of the world. Yes, I know that's two constants but seriously my life has involved and been revolved around these two things.
Any place I have visited or practically every two streets in Firenze there is an old church with a huge importance or some famous artist that painted in it or helped construct it or some sculpture of theirs is inside. Whether it's the Duomo, San Miniato, Santa Croce, San Lorenzo, Medici Chapels, ancient Celtic ones in Ireland, St. Paul's Cathedral, Westminster Abbey, the Notre Dame, St Peter's Basilica, the Sistine Chapel or insert any of the many other random churches I visited with my lost symbolism art history class. Churches are everywhere. So many damn old religious people in Europe that need to build monstrous and ornate buildings. I can appreciate them for their artistic value and how ridiculous the art is in the churches inside or out. For someone who is an atheist being drowned in church visits should be a frustrating thing, but it surprisingly hasn't been. I can bypass the whole God subject to truly enjoy these places as something greater than myself, places that represent the coming of time for humanity and how it evolved in these time periods. I think my favorite church that I have seen is the San Lorenzo Church, it's completely ugly as a brick wall on the outside as it was the first Renaissance church in Florence and never had a facade made for it so I was surprised to enter in and it be so enormous and marbled fantastically. It was one of the earlier churches I visited and it's one I pass by frequently at least 3 times a week so it was nice to be put in my place at the spot without expecting it.
Almost every place I go to there seems to be a unreal view where you feel as if you are on top of the world. This moment is epitomized when I climbed the Eiffel Tower about a mile off the Earth's ground to the top. If you have figured anything out from my blogging the fact that I love France shouldn't be shocking, so to have a life goal completed and actually see the world on the top of the tower before it was even 10:00 AM that day? Unbelievable. From seeing the world in Paris, to seeing the very green Ireland on top of the Blarney Castle, to seeing Florence at the Piazzale Michelangelo (Piza Mike as I like to call it), to seeing Florence on top of Giotto's Bell Tower, to seeing Florence on the top of the Duomo, top seeing Florence on top of a swanky hotel we sort of snuck into, to seeing Lucca on top of a tower with garden (still one of my favorite moments abroad), to seeing Nice from the top of a mountain, to seeing the Mediterranean and beaches while hiking across the mountains of Cinque Terre, to seeing London view the London Eye, to seeing the hills of Tuscany at Castello di Verrazzano, to seeing the city of Perugia via "Lovers Lane" it pretty much goes on and on. I've seen a whole damn lot of the places I have visited. Abroad with a view is definitely a common theme.
The constants of these two things have made my appreciate the simplicity that life offers. How nature can be untouched by man or how man can completely take over an area of nature but no matter what the beauty of it all still exists. Life is too short to not bust your ass walking up a mountain. Exert the effort and the outcome makes it worth it all. Let this lesson I have realized resonate with me in my life after abroad and apply to other things. Take the time to enjoy the view life has to offer.
[also too boring to continue same blog post titles so yeah I'm gonna be that person that put lyrics in places that make no utter sense for being, trying to stop doing my statuses that way so im compensating here]
#17- GELATO
#16- ABROAD SONGS
#15- PERSISTENT HAWKERS
#14- ITALIAN WEATHER
#13- ABROAD CONSTANTS
What is the Desmond to my Penny while studying abroad? Without a doubt churches and views from the top of the world. Yes, I know that's two constants but seriously my life has involved and been revolved around these two things.
Any place I have visited or practically every two streets in Firenze there is an old church with a huge importance or some famous artist that painted in it or helped construct it or some sculpture of theirs is inside. Whether it's the Duomo, San Miniato, Santa Croce, San Lorenzo, Medici Chapels, ancient Celtic ones in Ireland, St. Paul's Cathedral, Westminster Abbey, the Notre Dame, St Peter's Basilica, the Sistine Chapel or insert any of the many other random churches I visited with my lost symbolism art history class. Churches are everywhere. So many damn old religious people in Europe that need to build monstrous and ornate buildings. I can appreciate them for their artistic value and how ridiculous the art is in the churches inside or out. For someone who is an atheist being drowned in church visits should be a frustrating thing, but it surprisingly hasn't been. I can bypass the whole God subject to truly enjoy these places as something greater than myself, places that represent the coming of time for humanity and how it evolved in these time periods. I think my favorite church that I have seen is the San Lorenzo Church, it's completely ugly as a brick wall on the outside as it was the first Renaissance church in Florence and never had a facade made for it so I was surprised to enter in and it be so enormous and marbled fantastically. It was one of the earlier churches I visited and it's one I pass by frequently at least 3 times a week so it was nice to be put in my place at the spot without expecting it.
Almost every place I go to there seems to be a unreal view where you feel as if you are on top of the world. This moment is epitomized when I climbed the Eiffel Tower about a mile off the Earth's ground to the top. If you have figured anything out from my blogging the fact that I love France shouldn't be shocking, so to have a life goal completed and actually see the world on the top of the tower before it was even 10:00 AM that day? Unbelievable. From seeing the world in Paris, to seeing the very green Ireland on top of the Blarney Castle, to seeing Florence at the Piazzale Michelangelo (Piza Mike as I like to call it), to seeing Florence on top of Giotto's Bell Tower, to seeing Florence on the top of the Duomo, top seeing Florence on top of a swanky hotel we sort of snuck into, to seeing Lucca on top of a tower with garden (still one of my favorite moments abroad), to seeing Nice from the top of a mountain, to seeing the Mediterranean and beaches while hiking across the mountains of Cinque Terre, to seeing London view the London Eye, to seeing the hills of Tuscany at Castello di Verrazzano, to seeing the city of Perugia via "Lovers Lane" it pretty much goes on and on. I've seen a whole damn lot of the places I have visited. Abroad with a view is definitely a common theme.
The constants of these two things have made my appreciate the simplicity that life offers. How nature can be untouched by man or how man can completely take over an area of nature but no matter what the beauty of it all still exists. Life is too short to not bust your ass walking up a mountain. Exert the effort and the outcome makes it worth it all. Let this lesson I have realized resonate with me in my life after abroad and apply to other things. Take the time to enjoy the view life has to offer.
PUT YOUR NUMBER TWOS IN THE AIR IF YOU DID IT ON 'EM
On the 14th day abroading, Europe gave to me...
#17- GELATO
#16- ABROAD SONGS
#15- PERSISTENT HAWKERS
#14- ITALIAN WEATHER
Okay why would weather really effect your life for 4 months? Well were born and raised in New England like I have, Italy is a breath of 85 and sunny fresh air. No humidity exists, it's the best. The first month I don't even think it reached below 85, mostly 90s. The second month was a constant flow of 85 and sunny. The entire time I have been abroad it has rained on me in Florence 5 times, and the 4th time was yesterday and 5th today (And stop complaining Ireland abroaders, you could have came to Italy). Florence is pretty much is the center of Italy and yet it has been ridiculous weather this semester. Multiple times my professors have talked about how this past few months has been the longest Italy has stayed hot in over 100 years. Well I got a pocketful of sunshine and it's name is Mother Nature in Italy (or global warming). Regardless, the weather has without a doubt had an impact on my emotions while abroad. Do I love rain, YES and I'm glad I finally get some in Italy this week, but sun has scientific proof to get a person in a better mood. Could I have been even more frustrated and hating Italy the first month I was here if it was cold or wet or stuffy? Hell yes, but I don't even recall seeing a single cloud in September. New England I love for its 4 seasons, I like the change and I know time is passing by thanks to the weather, but time in Italy has FLOWN by without me even really feeling as if it did and I think that is because the weather has barely changed in 3 months. I feel as if Italy has not changed really (at surface level, can't say the same for the economy BUT would have been nice if the exchange rate is what it is now 3 months ago) at all despite me maturing and changing in Italy tremendously. It will be a harsh and abrupt homecoming to Boston. I probably will have a mini hissy fit the second I exit the doors of Logan and feel the cold Massachusetts air than complain about how it no way compares to Italy. Who would have thought weather could be a factor to make me love a country? I don't even want to think about the fact I will be seeing snow so soon from now. No thanks, I'll take my windless and perfect sweatshirt and jeans without sweating profusely weather.
#17- GELATO
#16- ABROAD SONGS
#15- PERSISTENT HAWKERS
#14- ITALIAN WEATHER
Okay why would weather really effect your life for 4 months? Well were born and raised in New England like I have, Italy is a breath of 85 and sunny fresh air. No humidity exists, it's the best. The first month I don't even think it reached below 85, mostly 90s. The second month was a constant flow of 85 and sunny. The entire time I have been abroad it has rained on me in Florence 5 times, and the 4th time was yesterday and 5th today (And stop complaining Ireland abroaders, you could have came to Italy). Florence is pretty much is the center of Italy and yet it has been ridiculous weather this semester. Multiple times my professors have talked about how this past few months has been the longest Italy has stayed hot in over 100 years. Well I got a pocketful of sunshine and it's name is Mother Nature in Italy (or global warming). Regardless, the weather has without a doubt had an impact on my emotions while abroad. Do I love rain, YES and I'm glad I finally get some in Italy this week, but sun has scientific proof to get a person in a better mood. Could I have been even more frustrated and hating Italy the first month I was here if it was cold or wet or stuffy? Hell yes, but I don't even recall seeing a single cloud in September. New England I love for its 4 seasons, I like the change and I know time is passing by thanks to the weather, but time in Italy has FLOWN by without me even really feeling as if it did and I think that is because the weather has barely changed in 3 months. I feel as if Italy has not changed really (at surface level, can't say the same for the economy BUT would have been nice if the exchange rate is what it is now 3 months ago) at all despite me maturing and changing in Italy tremendously. It will be a harsh and abrupt homecoming to Boston. I probably will have a mini hissy fit the second I exit the doors of Logan and feel the cold Massachusetts air than complain about how it no way compares to Italy. Who would have thought weather could be a factor to make me love a country? I don't even want to think about the fact I will be seeing snow so soon from now. No thanks, I'll take my windless and perfect sweatshirt and jeans without sweating profusely weather.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
FLOAT ON
On the 15th day of abroading, Europe gave to meeeee
#17 - GELATO
#16- ABROAD SONGS
#15- PERSISTENT HAWKERS
Have you ever visited a large European city? If so have you ever tried to I don't know casually walked to, from, or past a national monument or famous square or even just tried to find a bathroom near something even remotely famous? Then you inevitably encountered one of the lowest forms of human society, the persistent hawker. They are the scum that have the potential of ruining your not real life moments. They are the annoying middle aged men who look like they haven't showered in a week and have the social skills of an STD if it was in human form, the most irksome, dirty, rude, and never seems to go away (yeah that metaphor was gross, sorry I'm not sorry). The hawkers are obnoxious and at their worst when persistent. Heads up for all my friends studying abroad next semester or in the future at all, the worst are ALWAYS the ones trying to sell you flowers. My advice for when you encounter the hawkers, DO NOT ACKNOWLEDGE THEIR EXISTENCE.
Not even worth a Jenna Marbles the face. Seriously, do not look at them do not talk to them (especially do not talk to them) do not tell them no. No means try harder in their language. No I don't want you stupid useless crap leave me alone I'm trying to enjoy the view of the Eiffel Tower and considering I just was attacked by 5 other dudes selling me the same crap I wasn't waiting to walk 10 feet to get your crap. Back the fuck down homeboy and try reevaluating your life decisions that led you to this profession. The worst hawkers were definitely in Paris, but Florence ones get on my nerves constantly. Luckily I am not a girl, otherwise its worse. Then you get the ohhhh america lady gaga 1 euro 1 euro ciao bella ciao sexy. NO. just NO. stop that. immediately. Why have them on this list you ask? Because if it was not for these annoying pricks I realized the need to be a complete and utter ass to another person is sometimes necessary and deserved. Do I want to breeze by and ignore another person, not really (though I'm good at it at this point) but call me meredith grey with a loud SERIOUSLY? SERIOUSLY? moment because just leave me and everyone in the vicinity of this place alone. Personal space is a common courtesy if I say no, accept it and move on with your life. Don't provoke me, that's not going to help you case.
#17 - GELATO
#16- ABROAD SONGS
#15- PERSISTENT HAWKERS
Have you ever visited a large European city? If so have you ever tried to I don't know casually walked to, from, or past a national monument or famous square or even just tried to find a bathroom near something even remotely famous? Then you inevitably encountered one of the lowest forms of human society, the persistent hawker. They are the scum that have the potential of ruining your not real life moments. They are the annoying middle aged men who look like they haven't showered in a week and have the social skills of an STD if it was in human form, the most irksome, dirty, rude, and never seems to go away (yeah that metaphor was gross, sorry I'm not sorry). The hawkers are obnoxious and at their worst when persistent. Heads up for all my friends studying abroad next semester or in the future at all, the worst are ALWAYS the ones trying to sell you flowers. My advice for when you encounter the hawkers, DO NOT ACKNOWLEDGE THEIR EXISTENCE.
Not even worth a Jenna Marbles the face. Seriously, do not look at them do not talk to them (especially do not talk to them) do not tell them no. No means try harder in their language. No I don't want you stupid useless crap leave me alone I'm trying to enjoy the view of the Eiffel Tower and considering I just was attacked by 5 other dudes selling me the same crap I wasn't waiting to walk 10 feet to get your crap. Back the fuck down homeboy and try reevaluating your life decisions that led you to this profession. The worst hawkers were definitely in Paris, but Florence ones get on my nerves constantly. Luckily I am not a girl, otherwise its worse. Then you get the ohhhh america lady gaga 1 euro 1 euro ciao bella ciao sexy. NO. just NO. stop that. immediately. Why have them on this list you ask? Because if it was not for these annoying pricks I realized the need to be a complete and utter ass to another person is sometimes necessary and deserved. Do I want to breeze by and ignore another person, not really (though I'm good at it at this point) but call me meredith grey with a loud SERIOUSLY? SERIOUSLY? moment because just leave me and everyone in the vicinity of this place alone. Personal space is a common courtesy if I say no, accept it and move on with your life. Don't provoke me, that's not going to help you case.
Friday, December 2, 2011
IF YOU DON'T GET ENOUGH I'LL MAKE IT DOUBLE
On the 16th day of abroading, europe gave to me...
#17- GELATO
#16- ABROAD SONGS
You can pretty much define any part of your life by the music that was hot at those moments. 2-4th grade... the Pokemon tv show theme song. 5th grade.. Macarena. 7th grade... the Outkast Love Below/Spearboxx album, 8th grade.. the entire Now 16 CD. 9th grade... poser emo phase insert any alternative band here. Freshman year of college... I Gotta Feeling, Shots, Your Love Is My Drug, Party in the USA, Hello Seattle Remix, Sexy Bitch, and my adventures into loving Country music. Sophomore year of college.... Super Bass (knew before it was popular), Raise Your Glass, What the Hell, Outta Your Mind, Arab Money, Home, Dog Days Are Over, and Awake My Soul.
Sparknote version of my evolution of music life themes brings me to my Junior year (vomit upperclassmen status) and the songs that frequented my abroad experience and made everyone chuck their hands up in the air with excitement in the clubs.
Mr. Saxobeat by Alexandra Stan,
The quintessential Italy abroad song for me.
Levels by Avicii
Epitome of good music hitting Europe far before America
Danzo Kuduro by Dom Omar ft. Lucenzo
I should probably try to learn the actual dance to this
Loca People by Sak Noel
Even though a friend showed me this forever ago, it's massive in Europe. From hearing it in the clubs to hearing it in the Venice McDonalds, it's everywhere and I don't hate it.
Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5
Damn does Italy love this song, and it's by my favorite band so no complaints
What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction
So it might be a little late hitting Italy, but heard it while I was in Ireland
Save the World by Swedish House Mafia
Beat the beat. In Italy, France, and Ireland.
Feel So Close by Calvin Harris
Ignore the fact that he made We Found Love so damn good because of his beats, this is where it is at. The beat that drops after the chorus, killer.
And I could probably throw in any Katy Perry seeing as Italy LOVES her, but I won't. Oh Europe, I will miss you and your harsh house music influence. Not looking forward to getting back to America and hearing the same 12 songs over and over and over again and havingcrappy please the masses but not really Spring Weekend bands, why can't I just be rich and see deadmau5 in Rome or Tiesto in Paris. Life goes on.
#17- GELATO
#16- ABROAD SONGS
You can pretty much define any part of your life by the music that was hot at those moments. 2-4th grade... the Pokemon tv show theme song. 5th grade.. Macarena. 7th grade... the Outkast Love Below/Spearboxx album, 8th grade.. the entire Now 16 CD. 9th grade... poser emo phase insert any alternative band here. Freshman year of college... I Gotta Feeling, Shots, Your Love Is My Drug, Party in the USA, Hello Seattle Remix, Sexy Bitch, and my adventures into loving Country music. Sophomore year of college.... Super Bass (knew before it was popular), Raise Your Glass, What the Hell, Outta Your Mind, Arab Money, Home, Dog Days Are Over, and Awake My Soul.
Sparknote version of my evolution of music life themes brings me to my Junior year (vomit upperclassmen status) and the songs that frequented my abroad experience and made everyone chuck their hands up in the air with excitement in the clubs.
Mr. Saxobeat by Alexandra Stan,
The quintessential Italy abroad song for me.
Levels by Avicii
Epitome of good music hitting Europe far before America
Danzo Kuduro by Dom Omar ft. Lucenzo
I should probably try to learn the actual dance to this
Loca People by Sak Noel
Even though a friend showed me this forever ago, it's massive in Europe. From hearing it in the clubs to hearing it in the Venice McDonalds, it's everywhere and I don't hate it.
Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5
Damn does Italy love this song, and it's by my favorite band so no complaints
What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction
So it might be a little late hitting Italy, but heard it while I was in Ireland
Save the World by Swedish House Mafia
Beat the beat. In Italy, France, and Ireland.
Feel So Close by Calvin Harris
Ignore the fact that he made We Found Love so damn good because of his beats, this is where it is at. The beat that drops after the chorus, killer.
And I could probably throw in any Katy Perry seeing as Italy LOVES her, but I won't. Oh Europe, I will miss you and your harsh house music influence. Not looking forward to getting back to America and hearing the same 12 songs over and over and over again and having
Thursday, December 1, 2011
NIGHT AT THE ITALIAN OPERA
Our last excursion in Florence (aside from the farewell dinner but I refuse to acknowledge that exists for the time being) was going to the La Boheme Opera. We all got dressed up and went to get apertivo before the opera at this ridiculously swanky restaurant/bar called Ideal. It was clearly ideal for all things and people that are classy. So I gorged on bread, pasta, hot dogs and random other weird appetizer food (it was super classy so therefore didnt have the need for legitimately filling food). I ate probable a full baguette of bread via small slices, but it was free so hell yeah am I going to pig out. Pretty much all of us followed suit of Chiara's drink and we all got capriosca fragolas (spelling?) which was super strong but super good. Never had a strawberry/lime drink so why not, all for try new things especially when its FO FREE.
Then we head to the opera and shortly after we get there it starts. Oh so the singers are going to elongate every syllable of what they are saying... oh luckily there's subtitles, oh wait I don't speak read or understand Italian, fun. There was 4 parts to the show. Needless to say I got a good couple naps in that night. Hey I went, I am trying to get cultured even when I knew I wasn't going to enjoy it, but yet again it was free so I went.
Then we head to the opera and shortly after we get there it starts. Oh so the singers are going to elongate every syllable of what they are saying... oh luckily there's subtitles, oh wait I don't speak read or understand Italian, fun. There was 4 parts to the show. Needless to say I got a good couple naps in that night. Hey I went, I am trying to get cultured even when I knew I wasn't going to enjoy it, but yet again it was free so I went.
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