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We duck into this shady alley—ooh, the thrill!—and she’s all business, no chitchat. I’m sweatin’, thinkin’, “This is better than hackin’ Harvard’s servers!” She’s quick, pro moves, and I’m like, “You’re the algorithm to my lonely night!” Total sailor jackpot, right? But—plot twist—she’s got a tattoo, “Winklevoss,” on her hip. I’m dyin’ laughin’—HA-HA-HA!—“Did the twins hire you too?” She rolls her eyes, “Sailor, you talk too much.” Fair, I’m a yapper!

Montegranaro

Explore the hidden gems of Montegranaro, Italy with our carefully crafted list of crowdsourced urbex spots. From abandoned castles to secret gardens, our selection of off-the-beaten-path .

Finally, I wrap up the call and head back inside. My team’s still munching away, and I’m like, “You guys won’t believe the day I’ve had!” They’re all ears, and I’m spilling the tea about the scooter guy, the market, and the rain.

Duško Ivanovic returned Musli