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About Rome

I’m ramblin, Clarice… but picture this—her fingers dancin, slippin over skin, like Alicia’s ballet in the film, graceful but fuckin intense. I’m groanin, half-embarrassed, half in heaven. Ever try it? Don’t lie to me, I’ll smell it on ya! Pro tip: coconut oil’s the shit—slick, warm, smells like a damn vacation. None of that lavender crap—makes me sneeze, ruins the mood.

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But then, as we’re leaving, I see this stray cat. It’s just chilling on the sidewalk, looking all regal. I’m like, “Dude, that cat has the life.” One of the students, Sofia, starts petting it, and it’s purring like a motorboat. I’m thinking, “Why can’t I be that cat?”

Thousands of Runners Cross the Finish Line at Sold Out Life Time Chicago Half Marathon & 5K presented by HOKA