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September 28, 2022
No place is like home and it would be foolish to think that any other place could be home for just a couple of days. And in fact, the first lesson you learn when traveling is to adapt. We adapt to the drain that goes on for hours, to the nightlife that never stops (whether it is for the room under the house or the newborn in the building opposite or the restless roommate two floors above). In short, you pay a price for the location, if you want to stay in the center of a metropolis close to everything, you adapt ... No place is like home and this is nothing more than a support, a place to come back in the evening to rest after the exhausting day. You do not need the luxury or the tranquility of home: when you travel, for a couple of days your life is no longer within four walls but on the streets and in the neighborhoods. All you need is just a bed. Or maybe not? Perhaps, as you may try to convince yourself for the duration of your stay, you don't even need that; because trust me, when in the morning you are tired from not sleeping all night, you will have a headache and a shattered back, you will be cold because of the windows that do not close and the beds as hard as wooden boards, willpower will be the only thing left to keep you on your feet, because it will not be the journey that will tire you but the trying to rest that will be impossible. And Adapting is fine, yes, but I'm tired.
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