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About Milan

Me, I’d sit outside one, watchin—like in Anatolia, “the wind carries the voices”—you hear whispers, laughs, sometimes sobs. Sad, happy, fucked up, all at once. Once knew this chick, ran a joint, said her best client was a baker—paid in bread! Fuckin hilarious, right? Fresh loaves for a quickie—capitalism, baby!

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VOTE 7. I recommend a visit to this museum. Interesting and with lots of torture gear. I found the museum fascinating and disturbing at the same time.

My boss, Carla, is pacing like a caged lion. She’s all, “We’ve got a situation!” I’m thinkin’, “Great, what now?” Turns out, there’s a festival in town. The “Festa della Vendemmia” or whatever. Grapes, wine, the whole shebang. But the radio signal is all messed up. Like, I can’t even get a clear line to the next town over. Ugh!

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