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Personal Narrative: My Life In Miami

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I would rather live in Miami, Florida than in Peoria, Illinois, because Miami is near Disney, has great shops, and nice weather.
Ever since I was a little girl, I have been infatuated with Disney. I passed that infatuation down to my siblings. My parents love to travel with us. We have been to Disney World in Miami, Florida twice. It would be very fun to live next to such a big part of my childhood. Also, at some point later in life I would like to take my kids to Disney World.
As mentioned earlier, I have been to Miami twice before. In that time I learned a few things. I learned that there is plenty to do during the day, but even more things to do at night. I would love to live some place where I could have fun after working all day, or

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