After more than a month, I'll be packing up to head home tomorrow evening.
Has it really only been a month?
You could tell me it's been a year and that would feel closer to the truth.
I'm not going to bother with my psychology right now, with what I've learned and what disturbed me, what I walked away from whistling and what I'll miss. It's enough to sit in the North End and just enjoy.
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