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Picture this: You’re sitting alone at a tiny café in Lisbon, the sun warming your face, a pastel de nata

Picture this: You’re standing in the middle of Piazza Navona, the sun warming your shoulders, the smell of espresso drifting

Picture this: You’re standing in a tiny Roman café, espresso in hand, sunlight streaming through ancient stone. The barista grins,

Picture this: You’re standing in a crowded airport, passport in hand, sweat beading on your forehead as you realize you’ve

Picture this: you’re standing on a black-sand beach in Piha, the wind tangling your hair, the surf roaring so loud