Day 10, Florence
This is Andrew, the boy I crushed on, even though he looks dorky here. Yep, this is the infamous drunk night.
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Ugh. Am sitting in hostel, trying to get stomach under enough control so I'll feel okay going out.
Anyway, back to the subject of Pisa. How did they build the tower? Why? Who's to say it won't topple over someday?
It was hard going around and around the slippery stairs. Will the steps continue to be worn down? What then?
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