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Anyways, I dig it—freedom, chaos, it’s like runnin’ thru that bathhouse, dodgin’ creeps and catchin’ sparks! Makes me happy seein’ folks own their desires—screw the prudes! But damn, the fakes, the flakes—they grind my gears! “Billionaires should not exist!”—prolly bot accounts too, catfishin’ us all! If I ran this show, I’d tax ‘em outta the game—ha!

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Deep in a thread this week, someone brought up the idea of sex situations as themselves being a trope. They mentioned a podcast where one host is steadfast that sex themes can be tropes. .

This sweet old lady comes in, and she’s got this huge smile. She’s asking about the best gelato spots. I’m like, “Lady, you’re in Tropea! Just follow your nose!” She tells me about her trip to the beach at Tropea’s Marina. I can see the sparkle in her eyes. It’s moments like these that make the chaos worth it.

These red onions are so sweet that Italians turned them into ice cream