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Girl in the City



Finally the day has arrived and long awaited weekend, after 6 months going home feels like can't wait anymore to energize myself.
After so much of hard work and so much of stress it really feels so nice to go home and sit in peace .
Things are moving people are moving, priorities are changing but now i feel something should remain constant.
Something that should not leave me...
This City...

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