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Absinthe, San Miguel Learning Italian How to eat,pray, love She's into me I know the signs. I compliment her bracelet "It's from Africa," she says I pull her hair She laughs "Stupid American boy," she snaps "Stupid Italian girl," I retort My name for the night is Giovani Now Vice. How fitting? Delisioso I'm getting drunker
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Jun 9, 2013
Jun 9, 2013 at 4:21 PM UTC
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Absinthe, San Miguel Learning Italian How to eat,pray, love She's into me I know the signs. I compliment her bracelet "It's from Africa," she says I pull her hair She laughs "Stupid American boy," she snaps "Stupid Italian girl," I retort My name for the night is Giovani Now Vice. How fitting? Delisioso I'm getting drunker
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Jun 9, 2013
Jun 9, 2013 at 4:21 PM UTC
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