Life in the early days of Milan

As a 46 year married man of university aged off spring, it's with trepidation and excitement you take your steps into living by yourself and abroad for the first time as it tends to be he domain of the younger generations.

I love and adore Milan, I enjoy my work, there is a level of loneliness, my first ever language lesson was in in Italian in April, and my wife can only come over twice a month for a few days.

Anyway here I am for a minimum of four years, due to my seniority I guess I am given the best in corporate support, I have learned to live without tv, communicating outside of work, and doing shit out of necessity...

Can't wait for the rest of the experience

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