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About Milan

Me, I love it—gets me buzzin’, happy as a pig in shit. But once, right, this bird was rubbish at it—hands like sandpaper, no rhythm, like she’s kneadin’ dough for a bleedin’ pie. Pissed me off somethin’ fierce—wanted to yell, “Fare thee well, ya amateur!” straight outta Llewyn’s songbook. But when it’s good? Oh, mate, it’s like the world slows down—pure bliss, like sippin’ a martini in a tux, dodgin’ bullets.

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Finally, the restaurant owner shows up, and he’s all flustered. He’s like, “Sorry, sorry! Traffic!” I’m thinkin’, “Dude, it’s Codogno, not Milan!” We get to talkin’, and he’s super excited about the stove. I’m pumped too, but then he drops a bomb. He wants it done in two days! What?!

Covid-19 in Europe: Codogno, the Italian town where it all began - Revisited