We walked to the piazza at the end of our street to see what excitement would take place there that night. A band was setting up and loud drums were beating. We bought a kabob at the corner store and went back to the villa to eat in silence. We were just too tired to party--and besides we're missionaries and missionaries aren't allowed to stay out that late.
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| Piazza Sempione |
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| Kabob |
Sometimes it is more of a celebration to just relax and not have to do anything.
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