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The sun was setting over the cobblestone streets of Lisbon as I walked home from a long day of classes. My dark hair cascaded down my back in loose waves, and my brown eyes sparkled with amusement as I thought about my day. As a young woman growing up in Portugal, I had always been fascinated by the history and culture of my homeland, and I was determined to make a name for myself one day.
As I strolled through the streets, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the beautiful life I had built for myself. My parents were both hardworking individuals who had instilled in me a strong sense of self-reliance and determination. They had always encouraged me to pursue my passions and never be afraid to take risks.
As I turned onto my street, I caught sight of a group of friends gathered outside the local café. We exchanged warm smiles and laughter as we made our way inside, eager for a night of good food, wine, and conversation. It was moments like these that I cherished most – surrounded by loved ones in the vibrant city I called home.
It had been a while since I'd last seen my friends from college so it felt great to catch up with them. We spent hours chatting about our lives, careers and everything else under the sun. The night flew by quickly as we laughed, joked and reminisced about old times.
I know that this life isn't easy for everyone but I'm grateful to have such wonderful people around me who
