If I won two free plane tickets, there wouldn’t be a moment’s hesitation—I’d be back in Atlanta.
Every visit is like watching the city dance in a new outfit. I love seeing how the buildings change and grow, reflecting a spirit that never stands still. Buckhead and Sandy Springs? My favorites. Something about those neighborhoods wraps me in comfort and familiarity. And this time, I’ve got my eyes set on the World of Coca-Cola—finally! I want to sip on the nostalgia and savor all that’s new in downtown Detroit too, but there’s something magnetic about Atlanta that keeps pulling me back.
Florida is lovely—sunshine and serenity—but Atlanta? Atlanta is love. Atlanta is legacy.
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