Day 34 August 4, 1997 Licentia Florence Gone. While gnawing on my crusty loaf, I looked and looked but could not find her. Like me, I knew she was leaving today. Did I sleep in? Did I wake too early? My pack was ready and lying in the courtyard. Yet, even after I filled up on crumbs, I did not leave. Instead, I mulled around, surveying the guests as they came and went. To no avail. She did not come. Quite unfortunate. Sure, I ran into the three amigo’s….Alex the Scot, Auzzie Adam and Eric the Half-bee. They were always around. Easy to spot. But, I didn’t find her. Drat. Leaving Florence, my pack carried no new trinkets, no new t-shirts, nothing other than a hefty credit card receipt and the memory of a really fantastic
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