It was the most beautiful place she’d ever been.
The scenery and architecture, but also the people, who
were kind and gracious, even to annoying touristas.
And cost of living was incredible. At home, she was
lower lower middle class, but here, she’d be comfortably upper middle
class working less hours.
Serving tables was a universal trade, and she spoke
English, which would be a plus.
Her friends were incredulous. How could she think
about living here where everyone was so…poor?
They thought she was joking.
But when they boarded the plane to go home, she was
not with them.
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