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Rome, Italy. Roma, Italia. Or if you want to be stupid like they were in naming the last Winter Olympics, you can try Rome, Italia or Roma, Italy. Still, I suppose the point of this trip wasn’t to make fun of names or rehash why Italyia didn’t deserve to win the World Cup. The point [...] - Italiano is an interesting language, so sing-songy. Methinks, though, that one of the reasons American English is rather flat is because so many other Romance languages (including the English accent) are musical-ish. Life isn’t a frickin’ musical, stop singing. - MIMES!! So many MIMES. I don’t know if it’s possible to trust a society [...] You are not reading a post about my past weekend in Malta. I do not hear the sound of sirens in the dreary London morning. I do not see the rain trickling down the windows outside my office. I am currently asleep in my apartment in Malta. When I wake up, I will begin my [...] Women tend to put aside their platonic male friends quite easily, I think. We’re easily dispensed with, you see – a shoulder to cry on, a sympathetic ear to agree that “all men are evil *ssholes” in bad times. But then the next boy comes along, who will cause you to claim that “my [new] [...] |
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