The house is silent and my bedroom is completely dark. As I begin to open my eyes whilst stealing a few more moments beneath my comforter, I can sense the bright light that lies behind the thick wooden window shutters. Light traces the lines of the window, begging to be let in to the room. It doesn’t take long before I am coerced to open the window. There she is — bella Tuscany.
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