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Stuck in Rome

SaraMintAreoBuchanan

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Reads 29
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SaraMintAreoBuchanan

How you ever been to a place far away from home, or maybe stuck somewhere and didn't know ANYBODY, or even be somewhere where  you don't know how to speak the language they speak, or even without any money. Did you say yes to any of them. . . . not even one. Well i just said yes to well. . . all of them. 

My name is Sara Wood and i am officaly stuck in Rome, Italy.All Rights Reserved

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Stuck in Rome Chapter 1
Mon, Oct 15, 2012

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Stuck in Rome Chapter 1
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