finally on the long-overdue trip to milano... ciao!seems my people are not connected with the seedy underworld to score me tickets for the most significant opera of the season, not even the Sting show at Santa Maria delle Grazie
hmphhhhh...
while I'm killing time.. maybe I can't try a brain exercise to remember names...
so... there were the Three Musketeers.. Marica, Christian and Anna
then there was prego-Valeria (intonated like malaria)
and preppy paolo of sao paulo.. and Beatrice the Bear for Disney
Susannah the reluctant porn-queen
Lucia.. the ONLY one who offered to go out for coffee or hh with us
(federico the fake-italian of course doesn't count)
then there's nontcio the can't-smoke-in-the-courtyard-guy..
this morning we had curly-hair Federica and very pretty Alice
then the Feverish-Francesco! Francesco! (sounds like a commercial)
then Scott the american (that's too easy)
And Frankenstein with his replacement .... excuse me, where can I get those gucci bags for under my eyes too? via nero? Grazie!
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