My mom and I are traveling to Florence at the end of February. It’s going to be my last visit for a while and I feel a sense of sadness about it because Florence and I have developed a relationship. This is a city I have come to know and love. One of the loveliest things about my affair with Florence is that the city took its time wooing me. There was no rush and no pressure… just beautiful golden sunsets, surreal jumble-bridges spanning the Arno and roasted potatoes from heaven. In Florence, I have taken some of my best photographs; the city has let her guard down, allowed me to capture the essence of her.
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