I just came back from the supermarket, Billa. When I was paying for the toilette paper and pear juice, there was a man in front of me who looked a little ...off. He had a tough guy expression planted on his face. He stood perfectly straight. He wore a black cashmere sweater and gold jewelry.
All of a sudden, I hear Berlin's Take My Breath Away, and he realizes his phone is going off.
To put it simply, I felt like I was in a movie.
Mi amo Firenze.
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