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About Milan

I got mad once, tho—dude told me, “Oh, it’s easy!” Easy?! I was like, “Boy, you trippin!” Took me hours scrollin X, dodgin fakes. One time, found a profile—girl’s pic had “sunlight pours through the window”—straight outta the movie! I’m like, artsy hooker? Sign me up! Made me happy, that lil twist.

The Village of Calcinelli

First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot, Bar Centrale. Best cappuccino in town, no cap. But today? Ugh, the barista, Marco, spills half my drink! Like, dude, I need that caffeine fix! I’m not ready to face the world without my java. I’m fuming, but then he gives me a free pastry. Sweet, right? So, I’m like, “Okay, Marco, you’re forgiven.”

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