dear Ale,
this is at At the bus stop, Fiumicino. It was a very windy day. The flower you're holding makes me laugh alot as it reminds me of that specific day. We were taking the picture, when you discovered it. It was a strangely perfect flower. It was so perfect, we thought someone had placed it there artificially. It didn't have any leaves. It grew on a toothpick like stem, which seemed very dry. The petals were strange too. Your papa took hold of it, smelt it and demanded you throw it away as he didn't understand it. Moral of this incident: never feel out of place. People react differently to things they have not seen as they don't understand them. It applies to people too. What you don't understand, you fear.
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