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My Culturally Embellished Journey

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Born in Saint-Cloud, a city on the outskirts of the Eiffel Tower’s birthplace, my culturally embellished journey began. Though life in France was brief, with the departure towards a new life in Florida at the age of eighteen months, the culture had carved a spot in my heart. Furthermore, arriving to a new country provided a new environment, and at a young age, I was able to effectively adapt to the English language and customs. Hitherto, I have no accent in comparison to the strong accents of my parents. Currently, at the age of seventeen, I speak two languages and have had the opportunity to discover what life is like in both France and America.

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