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I tried it once—swear, true story. Matched with this gal, thought I’d hit the jackpot. We’re chattin, vibin, then she sends a pic—BOOM, it’s her cat! Laughed my ass off, but damn, I was sold! Hooked up later—hot as a DeLorean engine! But next day? Nada. Zilch. “We only live once,” like Ting-Ting says in *Yi Yi*, and I’m over here like, “Yeah, but gimme a heads-up!” Ghostin pisses me off—c’mon, have some guts!

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I wipe it off, trying to keep my cool. I mean, it’s just a little bird poop, right? But it’s like the universe was like, “Nah, let’s crank up the chaos.” I head over to Piazza della Libertà, thinking I’ll sketch the fountain. It’s beautiful, all that water splashing around. But guess what? Some kid runs by, kicks a soccer ball, and it splashes all over me. I’m soaked!

Elda Nancy Macri Obituary December 18, 2022