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Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
The doors of Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Parque de El Retiro 
Parque de El Retiro 
ethereal heron 
Cima Tosa at Lake Molveno Italy 
One of the many waterfalls at Monasterio de Piedra, Spain
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What makes you feel nostalgic? I’m old I guess. It doesn’t feel like I’m old but simultaneously I’m reminded of it when I think of something that I thought wasn’t that long ago and realize it’s been 20+ years. I’m nostalgic for a time before Facebook and instagram, Tik Tok, Snapchat, and Twitter. I feel…
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Write about your dream home. My dream home is a conundrum. It is both a country expanse, nothing too fancy, but a beautiful and productive garden. It is also a flat in the middle of Salerno, looking out towards the Amalfi Coast. It’s both cozy and majestic. It’s not too flashy. It’s an average place…
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You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do? just hang up from a life changing call. My hands are vibrating as I set down the phone. I can tangibly feel the excitement, the nervousness, the gravity of news that could change our lives. I take a moment and gather my…
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What would you do if you won the lottery? I feel like I’m pretty poor. In the scheme of the world I’m wealthy. In the scheme of Americans, I’m pretty damn poor. I don’t even have a house. Still living with my parents and I’m almost 40. It feels… pathetic really. It feels like any…
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Back when I was growing up, books were one of my biggest sources of entertainment. I loved to read. Not especially fiction books, but I wanted to read about historical events, peoples opinions, ideas, etc. I love the idea of reading. I own hundreds of books. I once worked at a niche bookstore. I am…
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Think back on your most memorable road trip. I can’t pick just one memorable road trip. Ever since I was little, we would pack up our suitcases and drive the two day drive to Florida or the Carolinas. Sure we flew sometimes, but my mom tended to get sick on planes, so we usually chose…
Ghosts in The Attic 