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My orange winter by Julia Oberti

Florida, Buenos Aires, AR

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Fave Memory

I grow up in the countriside.
We had an orange tree, and his oranges where so fresh and delicious.
In the winter we used a vintage wood stove, and allways put the orange peel to have the smell of the oil.
I remember my father peeling the oranges all at once (without breaking the skin).
And I use to make the orange smile.