Even now that I'm living in New York City, home of fashion & night life, I still think back to my weeks in Italy as the best time of my life. Firenze is a city with so much personality, beauty, and history. I miss the guitarist at Piazza Republica & Ponte Vecchio, the gelato across the Arno, Marco -- my charismatic professor, the market with the smell of Italian leather, and all the red roof tops. New York will grow on me, but Florence stole my heart.
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