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About Milan

So, I’m scopin’ the scene, right? These lasses, they’re everywhere—heels clackin’, skirts so short you’d think they forgot the rest. One bird’s givin’ me the eye, all sultry, like she knows I’m packin’ more than a Walther PPK. I saunter over, cool as you like, “Shaken, not stirred, love—fancy a chat?” She smirks, and I’m thinkin’, *bloody hell, this is it*. Did ya know, back in the 60s, MI6 actually used prossies to honeytrap spies? True story—Cold War was wild, mate!

La Nuova Sardegna

I residenti sassaresi cercano di difendersi come possono di fronte all’inciviltà di parecchi individui della comunità nigeriana, numericamente la più importante del centro storico. A nulla sono .

So, I’m walking past the Piazza d’Italia, and it’s buzzing. People everywhere, chatting, laughing, and I’m just there, soaking it all in. Sassari has this vibe, man. It’s like a mix of old-school charm and modern chaos. I love it! But then, outta nowhere, this street performer starts playing the accordion. And let me tell ya, it was like a cat fight. I mean, I appreciate the effort, but c’mon!

Sassari, takes supermarket takings and runs away