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⚠️: If there is anyone religious here, I'd like to apologize (if you need)

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⚠️: If there is anyone religious here, I'd like to apologize (if you need). This chapter will have controversial issues and opinions that no one asked for. 🙃 But don't take it personally, you can comment if you want, but it's just part of Lisa's open and random personality and the girls (and me) are mature enough to know how to talk about anything and everything. Even things that don't have right answers.

        C8 - NOTHING IN THE WORLD CAN MAKE ME FEEL, THE WAY YOU DO - September 18

        C8 - NOTHING IN THE WORLD CAN MAKE ME FEEL, THE WAY YOU DO - September 18

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Jennie and Lisa, inseparable since they met during the last week aboard the Celebrity Reflection cruise, widened their eyes at the sight that stretched ahead as they descended the ship's gangway

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Jennie and Lisa, inseparable since they met during the last week aboard the Celebrity Reflection cruise, widened their eyes at the sight that stretched ahead as they descended the ship's gangway.

The setting sun cast a golden glow over the harbor, and the air was imbued with the salty aroma of the Aegean Sea. Volos, a port city in Greece, seemed to have stepped straight out of a postcard. Stone houses with terracotta roofs clung to the hillsides as if eager to share their secrets with visitors.

The sound of waves crashing against the dock echoed through the narrow alleys, where souvenir shops displayed hand-painted ceramics, silver jewelry, and linen clothing. Locals, with warm smiles, greeted tourists in Greek, and the girls responded with enthusiasm, even if they didn't understand a word of what was being said.

As they explored the winding streets, the aromas of Greek cuisine wafted through the air. The scent of fresh olives, feta cheese, and freshly baked bread guided them to a seaside tavern. They arrived just in time for lunch, so there they sat at a rustic wooden table and ordered moussaka and tzatziki, as suggested by the waiter, accompanied by a glass of local wine.

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