Dear Murcia,
I just realized that you are actually a pretty city. And your weather is awesome and always makes me smile. Oh and the palms trees? Gaah I love them. But you’re a fucked up city and you bore me to death. So let’s get along while we are together but, just so you know, I can’t wait to get the fuck out of you.
Sincerely,
Celia.
Murcia is my hometown and I can't help but have a love-hate relationship with the city that I grew up in, the city that I still live in today, and that I'm always trying to escape.
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