Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 133 – Sunday again

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Oh yes, it’s that day of the week again, when we get to wake up almost in time for lunch and then we have our “morning” coffee at the best pastry in Florence. Today while “gossiping” about last night’s projection party hosted by Anna Rose, we watched Ephia digging into a creamy cake with two teaspoons in her hands and drawing a milk foam mustache on her face...

Day 90 – I can hear the lives of my neighbors

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Most of us consider our neighbors weird, lame, loud, assholes and so on, but mine are all those things together and so much more. I have been meaning to tell you their stories through my walls for a long time now, but it never seemed the right moment; well, the moment has come, so let their lives be revealed. The least dangerous of them I can only hear during the summer. He is married and they...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu