Under the Wageningen’s Sky

It was not a coincidence that I have to spend my precious next two years (hopefully, even more) in a city, named Wageningen. A city with its beautiful diverse cultures. A city with its beautiful sky which is sometimes really kind to lend me a beautiful package of story. I know for sure, they would be a warmhearted memory in my head.

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Under the sky of Wageningen, I counted my blessings.

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