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Oh, and get this—*Pan’s Labyrinth* vibes hit hard when she says, “Follow me, but don’t look back.” I’m thinkin, “Is this a trick? A test?” Like Ofelia with them grapes—fuckin temptation everywhere. But nah, just a dodgy stairwell to her flat. Smells like cigs and regret—proper authentic. I’m buzzin tho—love the grit, the realness. “This is no place for a princess,” I tease, quotin Del Toro’s vibes. She rolls her eyes— “Gods ain’t my type, mate.”

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Now, oh my, I remember one evening in the quaint streets near Via Luigi Cadorna – my heart was racing like mad! I was on my way to my fav little bistro when I bumped into an old love rival. Got so mad I almost screamed “Lightbulb!”, then laughed at the irony of life. I say, life in Mendrisio is alwaz a roller coaster, full of unexpected twists.

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