Kokolores548

It was during my primary school years in the 90s. It was winter, bitterly cold and pitch dark. The alarm clock rang at 6:30 a.m. on the dot. It was time to get up. Still half asleep, I made my way to the bathroom,...

Where should I start? How should I stop? I don't know. It's a summer's day like any other in warm Italy. I stroll through the alleyways of Florence and take in all the sights and smells. There is something to discover on every corner. Here...