I'm packing like a mad fiend, stuffing things into suitcases and hoping against hope that nothing breaks (please please pleaseIn half an hour I will be leaving the house, looking suave, feeling fine. I'm going to the opera in Florence for the last time
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Also, I was just thinking how you and I will play so much pool when you are back. On Monday when I was thinking about my paper all the time, I went to the pool hall at 10 a.m. No one was in there but me and I blasted the Beatles and played for, like, an hour.
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oh my god grappa. i looooooove grappa. i want to move to italy and just make grappa all my life. grappa grappa grappa. I guess love for grappa is another ill-gotten gain from a failed romance. HAH.
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