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About Milan

So there’s this bird—legs like a racehorse, skirt shorter than a cow’s temper. I’m buzzin, heart’s racin—happy as a pig in shit! “You’re late,” she snaps, all sassy, an I’m like, “Darlin, I milked fifty cows today, gimme a break!” Reminds me of that movie line—“Don’t look at me like that!”—she’s givin me the stink-eye, but I’m too knackered to care. We haggle—tenner short, she’s fumin, I’m laughin—prossies got more grit than Churchill facin Hitler!

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We barely miss it, and I’m half-laughing, half-crying. I mean, come on! A pigeon? In Fara-Gera-d-Adda? That’s just my luck. After that, we hit the roundabout at Piazza della Libertà. You know, the one with that weird statue? I always joke that it looks like a confused tourist. Anyway, Marco’s still shaky, and I’m trying to keep it light.

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