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Personal Narrative: My Journey To The Dominican Republic

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As previously mentioned, life events can shape someone’s life incredibly. The way the bureaucrat’s is shown is not one sees every day for the simple reason that he is depicted as desolate and in need of someone to be there for them because of the hate they received from the environment surrounding them. Most certainly that was how people made me feel when I first got to the Dominican Republic. Coming from another country was challenging, especially one that is completely culturally different: people from the Dominican Republic and Italy behave distinctly, opposite ways of expressing themselves with others and have different lifestyles. In the first place, Italy is a 1st world country, which is known for being highly developed, while the Dominican

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