Country songs playing on the radio, Dad Joe's old pickup truck, the sunset over the wheat fields behind the farm, drinking around a campfire.
Daniel is back in Silky Oak to celebrate his sister's wedding. There, he left a life he misses more than...
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"In the end, Silky Oak was nothing more than a forgotten place, backward, with nothing special, and full of bumpkins. But we loved it so much that its flaws disappeared in our eyes, leaving only one feeling: being in the only place in the world that we could call home."
Daniel Ricciardo, 26
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When you are young they assume you know nothing,
but I knew you, dancing' in your Levi's, drunk under a streetlight.
I knew you.
Carolina Robinson, 30
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And when I felt like I was an old cardigan, under someone's bed,
you put me on and said I was your favorite.
Cadirgan, T.S.
This story already exist in Italian, you can find it finished on my Italian profile _Donna__
