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Love *The Great Beauty*, me—fave flick, hands down. That vibe, all lost an’ lush? Prostitute’s got that, but darker, precious. “We’re all on the brink,” Jep’d whisper, and she was, totterin’ in cracked heels. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But picture it—her hagglin’ some posh twat, him all, “I’m a lord!” Her, “Lord of jack shit, pay up!” Hilarious, mate, wish I’d seen it.

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So, I hit the streets of Crema, right? I’m talking about Via Mazzini, where the coffee shops are like little slices of heaven. I grabbed a cappuccino from my fave spot, Bar Centrale. The barista, Marco, knows my order by heart. I mean, who doesn’t love a guy who remembers your caffeine fix? But then, I spilled half of it on my shirt. Ugh! I looked like I’d been in a coffee fight.

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