I notice the root of my way of thinking, my way of acting, my way in dealing with problems the longer I live here. Now, I have something to compare it to. I’m getting ready to apply for my husbands…
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First of all, let’s get one thing straight. Your Italy and our Italia are not the same thing. Italy is a soft drug peddled in predictable packages, such as hills in the sunset, olive groves, lemon trees, white wine, and…
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small town near Cassino. I took off my wedges. Old lady yelled at me and chased me down the street screaming something about my feet breaking.
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Last night we attended yet another marriage class brought to us by the Catholic church. I like the priest, because he’s really liberal and doesn’t have that attitude that I’m going to hell because I’m not religious. Anyhow, his lecture…
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I’m often asked to compare Italy to the United States to give people an idea what it’s like living here. It’s not easy to do that without generalizing a lot because like the US, every part of Italy is different.…
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Chris Brown is an asshole Romantic Porn: They say it’s for women? Childless people, gays, etc don’t need marriage.-Pro 8, People, stop with the crazy. “God is love”, so love, let others love, and shhhhh. Russian family so isolated they…
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ME. “If we go to Thailand I get a butler, my own butler, it’s ethical and I would tip them a lot because I’m nice but I get a butler and it says they make you coffee in the morning and draw the drapes, so basically I can be like that ugly girl from Annie. And the butler will do “anything” according to the website so she can read me books and help me plan trips and I can name her butterfly!”
Fra. “You can’t name them.”
ME. “Who fucking says!? I can name her buttlerfly. Butterfly, please make some coffee. Butterfly, does this skirt make me look fat? It’s going to be the best time! We’re going to Thailand!”