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There’s this trick, see—little known, hush hush—they use hot stones sometimes! Plop ‘em on ya, like ya’s a roastin’ goblin. Supposed to “melt stress,” they say. Bollocks! Nearly jumped off the table, me did—thought they was cookin’ me for supper! “We’re not in Kansas anymore,” I hissed, all panicky-like. Still, felt kinda sexy after, all warm and woozy—me likey that part, yesss.

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I was soaked, but I didn’t care. I ran down Via dei Fiori, splashing through puddles like a kid. I felt free, like nothing could hold me back. But then, bam! I slipped and fell right on my butt. Classic! I lay there for a sec, laughing at myself. Agliana, you’re a wild ride.

“I took an eight-hour bus ride to Juventus”: Giuntoli, from Agliana in black and white