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Apr
The first time I went to Camogli, I had zero expectations. I didn’t Google it. I didn’t have a plan. I just started walking—classic me. And when I reached the entrance of the town, up on a hill before you descend a staircase into the main part of Camogli, I stopped. Right away, I felt it. I didn’t know what I was walking into, but I knew it was going to be something special.
