I lived in Vienna for a year when I was 7. When I left, my whole class wrote me letters.
Once upon a time, I could read this more or less fluently.
(Pretty great handwriting for a bunch of seven year olds.)
I lived in Vienna for a year when I was 7. When I left, my whole class wrote me letters.
Once upon a time, I could read this more or less fluently.
(Pretty great handwriting for a bunch of seven year olds.)
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