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So, picture this—me, sprawled out, oil drippin’, some jazzy tune playin’ soft. Hands glidin’ like they got a PhD in feel-good. I’m thinkin’, “This is livin’!”—kinda like when Charlotte says, “Let’s never come here again because it would never be as fun.” That’s the magic, y’all—it’s fleeting, sneaky, leaves ya wantin’ more. Ever tried it? Surprised me how it’s less bout the naughty and more bout the *whoa*. Like, my spine was singin’ hallelujah!

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First off, I hit the Via Roma for my morning coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting for my cappuccino, and this dude in front of me orders a “decaf soy latte with extra foam.” Like, seriously? Who even drinks that? I’m just trying to get my caffeine fix, and this guy’s over here making it a whole production. I roll my eyes so hard, I almost see my brain.

A day in the life of the 5° Stormo of Cervia