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About Milan

I’m chuffed when I nail the sign, tho—feels like I cracked limbo. But ugh, them judgy types? “Oh, how crude!” Sod off, yeah? Makes me wanna sign it louder! Exaggeratin’ now—picture me, gold arms wavin’, screamin’ it in a crowd. Hilarious, mate! Anyway, that’s me ramble—whore’s a trip, signin’ it’s a blast, and *Inception*? Still fries me circuits! “We’re not alone here,” Cobb’d say—damn right, it’s a mad world!

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If having sex is a right, aside from playing the incel and red-pilled game, then what are we waiting for to legalize prostitution so that.

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Okay, let’s salvage this day.” I head to the Basilica di San Valentino. It’s beautiful, man. I’m standing there, taking it all in, and I feel this wave of calm wash over me. But then, I hear this loud group of tourists behind me. They’re taking selfies, yelling, and I’m like, “Can’t a guy have a moment of peace?”

Shelter: Sherbrooke St. condo with a yoga salon and a view