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Author: Nita Ogueri
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RINA

Gli Angeli della Città buzzed with a different kind of energy. It was the busiest tram terminal in the city, but was now packed much more than a can of sardines. You could hardly find a spot to place your foot. And while this was frustrating, there were hoodlums to look out for. People who'd sneak up on you and steal. This was one of the cons of festive periods.

Mammà and I managed to snag ourselves some tickets amidst the chaos and the ticket seller’s unfriendliness. We got some things for Uncle Enrico’s family before claiming our seats.

I might not look it, but I was happy. Couldn't even close my eyes for more than a minute last night, because all I could of was Uncle Enrico, Bella in my arms and the corn field.

Mammà and I snacked, then—thanks to the graying sky—I slipped to sleep. I woke up some time later when Mammà nudged me.

"Someone's been calling you."

I looked down at my tote bag and drew out my phone. Whoever it was had called thrice. Sophia came to mind, but I
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