Julia sat at the window, looking at Campo dei Fiori below. People were coming and going, meeting, talking and leaving. Hours passed. When dinner was ready, she got up and had tagliolini with pumpkin flowers, with Gaia and Kristen. After dinner, she drew each walk, each run, each lingering. That was the playground.
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i love this.
Sp wonderfully chaotically, Italian! Namaste. . . . Anne