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“and soon it’s time to come back.”

The first days of this year had the feeling of an almost-spring. Exposed to the sun of Mexico for 3 months I became aware only at the end of this period that it was time to come back home, to the winter. The magic of this almost-spring seemed to have vanished as I reached the old continent, hidden in cold surfaces. This magic it’s slowly revealing itself once more into reality, this time stronger and not as a personal feeling. It’s in the air, in the rays of light, in the warmth reaching everybody. 

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