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First off, I spilled coffee all over my favorite shirt. Like, come on! It was a cute one from that little shop on Via Roma. Ugh! I rushed to change, and of course, I couldn’t find my other shirt. Typical. So, I ended up wearing this old, wrinkly thing. Great start, right?

(PDF) The Map of Ancient Underground Aqueducts in Italy: updating of the Project, and future perspectives