I love the fact this place has its own bar. I’ve been sipping beer since about 11, with Vivienne and Jimmy, who are two of my roommates. Strangely, Vivienne isn’t really Vivienne. She’s Sally or something like that, but she’s moving from Italy to London to make a new life for herself, and I guess a new name’s part of the package.
You really do meet the most interesting people when you travel.
I met up with Jimmy and ol’ Viv in the bar tonight and shortly after I caught up with them, Vivienne invited two other women to join us. Lily is a Brazilian from Sao Paulo, and Elena is Swiss-Italian. Both of them are beautiful, I must say. Elena could be a model–she has the looks and the twig-thin build for it. And she gave me my first-ever test in the Italian kiss goodbye thing. I failed.
Lily, on the other hand. Oh boy. Perhaps not as classicly pretty as Elena, but still.
Okay. I’m bragging about meeting pretty women tonight. I’ll admit that. But I’m also getting their names down in writing because I have pictures of them, and since I doubt I’ll
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