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Oh, and once—ha!—this lady farted mid-massage. Hilarious! I laughed so hard, she got mad. Oops! “What voice speaks to me?” I mumbled, all dramatic, quotin’ Malick. She didn’t get it. Whatever, I’m Patrick, I laugh at farts! Anyway, erotic-massage—10 outta 10, buddy. Try it, but skip the sock-stink joints!

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Next, I head over to the local market on Piazza della Repubblica. Fresh produce everywhere! I’m talking tomatoes, olives, the works. I grab some fresh bread, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about her garden and how her tomatoes are the best in Bovezzo. I’m like, “Lady, I believe you.” But then she starts offering me her secret recipe for sauce. I’m standing there, nodding, but inside I’m thinking, “I can barely boil water.”