My good friends from far away

by Lorenzo Piccoli

Here we go again. I guess tonight I sprained my ankle while playing football under heavy rain. This looks a lot like a deja vu: when it happened in Canada I was just arrived there (as in here), I complained (a lot), and I pretended I had broken my leg (I was, in fact, unable to walk for a few days). But this one time, hei! I somehow learned how to appreciate these little accidents. After all, they are a good occasion to remember all the people who took great care of me when I was broken down and who still are, after quite some time, my good friends from far away.

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