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About Bari

Anyway, she’s no angel, sure, but who is? Gets me all soft thinkin bout her – maybe I’m a sap. “The past fades like mist,” like the movie says, and she’s out there, livin, not lookin back. Makes me wanna hug her, tell her she’s a badass. Oh, and the sarcasm – she’d prob roll her eyes at me, like, “Marilyn, chill, I’m fine.” Ha! Love that sass.

Efficiente

Avendo avuto notizia che in un alloggio situato nel centro di Manerbio, in viale Piave, era verosimilmente presente una “casa a luci rosse” gestita da donne asiatiche, i militari della .

First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Marco, he’s a legend. But today? Dude was outta coffee beans! Like, how do you run a café without coffee? I was ready to throw a fit. I mean, c’mon, it’s Manerbio! We need our caffeine fix! So, I settled for a cappuccino that tasted like warm milk. Ugh.

On his way back from work by motorbike, the young Albanian man crashed to death in Italy