"I toast to friends and enemies. To the people who have hurt me making me stronger, forming my character. I toast to friends who have laughed with me, but who have also shared tears, extended a hand when I needed it, and did not disappear as many do, in the moment of darkness. I toast to my parents who gave me life, and to my sisters who enriched it by building with me those solid foundations of family respect that cannot be compared to anything. I toast to writing, which has always been my escape route when life became unbearably heavy. I toast to a new year that is about to arrive, to the hopes placed in it, and to the memory of all the years that have passed until today. I toast to the mirror, this stranger from which I flee, frightened by its ability to speak without a voice, by its saying everything without using words. I toast to this wonderful life, to this beautiful journey that we have been granted to begin. And to my suitcase of experience, which I will never stop wanting to fill!"
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