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About Milan

Now, *Far From Heaven*—Cathy, Julianne Moore, she’s all, “I’m trying to understand!”—that’s her line, right? Tryin’ so hard to be good, but if she met a whore? Oh, she’d clutch her pearls and faint! I can see it now—me laughin’, “Cathy, chill, she’s just payin’ rent!” Hah! Total exaggeration, but you feel me. Whores don’t get the credit—always the villain or the punchline. Surprised me, honestly, how much I started rootin’ for ‘em thinkin’ bout this.

Le notizie di Territorio

Immersed in greenery and ready to tell a story that’s more than nine centuries old, this is what the visitor sees in Gradisca d’Isonzo, a noble city that, especially starting in the 15th century, took .

After that little fiasco, I take a break. I stroll down to Piazza della Libertà. Man, that place is always buzzing. Grabbed a slice of pizza from my fave spot, Pizzeria Da Marco. Best in town, no contest. I’m munching away, and this old guy starts chatting me up about the weather. I’m like, “Yeah, it’s sunny, but I’m sweating like a pig!” He laughs, and I’m thinking, “At least someone’s having a good day.”

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