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I’m tired of being here. I want to go to Europe, be surrounded by the antiquity and history. I think I’d be happier if I could be in a place like that. Where it rained, but there were some sunny days. I could ride my bike, or walk everywhere and not get looked at because lots of people walk. I could drink tea and read a book in the outdoor cafe seating, and there might actually be something for me to look at. I could be inspired.  There is nothing for me here. I need to earn 150 dollars, go to San Francisco to get my passport, and leave.