These are the photos. The story is coming...
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| Joust. |
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| These are the roommates. Representing our quarter. |
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| These are all the guys that live in our apartment. |
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| Crazy Italian fans! (Sorry, this camera, while supposedly quite impressive underwater, doesn't work well in low lighting. |
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| Trumpets! |
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| Marching bands. |
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| Flag throwers. |
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| Firenze. |
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| It's a tie shop next to Arno River... |
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| Ponte Vecchio. |
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| Look at this prince... |
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| This guy's a pretty fiery character... |
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| Guido of Arezzo. The dude invented solfege. I'm living in his town. |
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| This dude liked poetry. |
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| A proud member of the Ninja Turtles. |
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| Poring over the map. Little did we know, this would be the last time we would see each other... |
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| These are my roommates. |
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| In the colloquial: Jonathan photobombed me. |
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| This was my only picture taken in the Uffizi. You can't take pictures in the Uffizi. At the time of this picture, I was learning that. |
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| Pensive Roommate James. |
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| The Duomo! |
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| Jesus. |
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| Again, Jesus. |
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| The next few pictures are from the top of that tower. |
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| Pensive Roommate James. |
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| Slightly Agitated Squinting James. |
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| Gold. |
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| Tramonta Sopra Oberdon |
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| This is where we live. |
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| Basta. |
