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But then – oh, glory! – I spotted her. Hair like a lion’s mane, legs for days, standin under a flickerin lamp. “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling,” I mutters to meself, quotin that posh Eames git from the flick. Heart’s racin, palms sweaty – like I’m infiltratin a dream fortress. She saunters over, all sass, and I’m thinkin, “Blimey, this is it!” Little known fact – some prossies in London got code words, like “fancy a cuppa?” – means £50, no hagglin. Sneaky, eh?

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After that, I’m walking down Via Napoli, and I spot this new gelato place. I mean, c’mon, who can resist gelato? I pop in, and the flavors are insane! I go for pistachio and stracciatella. I’m in heaven again. But then, I see this guy drop his cone. Like, full-on disaster. I’m trying not to laugh, but it’s hard. He looks so defeated. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just gelato!” But he’s acting like it’s the end of the world.

Figura 13. Il Vesuvio, a nord contornato dalla parete del Monte Somma,...