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Postcards always spoil my holidays. Last summer, I went to Italy. I visited museums and sat in public gardens. A friendly waiter taught me few words of Italian. Then he lent me a book. I read a few lines, but I did not understand a word. Every day I thought about post card. My holiday passed quickly, but I did not send any card to my friends. On the last day I made a big decision. I got up early and bought thirty-seven card. I spend the whole day in my room, but I did not write a single card !