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    My Dad had a Tantrum

    While I was practising on my violin today, in our small, two-bedroom apartment in Athens and playing Boulevard of Broken Dreams for the eight millionth time Dad stomped in and said, “My ears…

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    Busking in Split, Croatia

    I went busking for the first time, and it was in Croatia! I’ve always wanted to go busking. I’d been trying to gather up enough courage to go for ages. After three weeks…