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Anyways, wahoo’s my jam—fast, shiny, tasty, total rockstar! Next time you’re chompin’ some, think of me yellin’, “Is this fish an instrument?” Hah! Catch ya later, pal—gonna go watch *Moulin Rouge!* again and cry like a goof! “Love lifts us up!”—wahoo does too!

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Ortona has a historical reputation of being fought for and bought; its recent oil fight was one of the reasons we visited this little southerly Abruzzo port town in Chieti, which the famous local poet .

First off, I hit up Via Roma for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting for my cappuccino, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a 5-layered, whipped cream, sprinkle explosion. I’m just trying to get my caffeine fix, man! I’m like, “Bro, it’s 8 AM, not a dessert buffet!” But whatever, I’m patient. Kinda.

Ortona Indian Mound Park full of history