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like he was auditioning for a role. He talked about strolling through Parisian streets, about tossing coins into the Trevi Fountain in Rome, about seeing Big Ben up close instead of in pictures.
“Mom, this is our chance to be together,” he said. “The whole family—all of us. You have to come.”
Aunt Paula chimed in, perched on the arm of the couch in a continue reading …
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