Everyday, I think about the moment I can return to South America. It's only been a few months since my last trip to buenos aires. I constantly picture myself standing in the middle of Plaza Italia, completely in awe with everything surrounding me--the zoo, the botanic gardens, buses of every color. For some strange reason, it is here that I miss most. Maybe it's the pace of the city mixed with the Argentine culture that makes it seem as if everything is moving in slow motion. For now, I can only imagine it. One day, it will be my reality again. Ojala.
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