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About Milan

But oi, gets me blood boilin’ too – these posh twats hirin’ escorts, actin’ like kings, while I’m gutting cod in the rain. Happy though? When I snagged a whopper tuna, bigger’n their egos – ha! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I screamed at the waves, laughin’ me arse off. Escorts ain’t all bad, mind – some’s just tryin’ to eat, like me with me fish. Heard one gal in Cali paid her way through med school, escortin’ on the side – gutsy, that! Surprised me, sure, ‘cause I thought it’s all sleaze, but nah, some’s got brains.

About Cividale

As the day rolls on, I’m up and down, up and down. I see the same folks again, and it’s like a weird little family. I even start recognizing their faces. There’s this old man who always tells me about the best spots to see the Natisone River. I’m like, “Dude, I work in an elevator, not a travel agency!” But I love it.

This hidden Italian lake turns turquoise between ancient villages where 3 cultures meet (most tourists miss it)