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Satiated in Santa Spratta.

We had a reservation for the mythical village of Santa Spratta.

We couldn’t find it.

In the Ferrari GTW we had rented we edged closer to it and the map and tracking device showed we had arrived. But oh dear, nothing there except a surprisingly small supermarket.

Everyone we asked nearby to where it was supposed to be, told us to turn around and go the other way.

Circles later we chose to shop at the supermarket as consolation.

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Happy to meet you.

Well, I was.

Yes I am.

Yes, I’ve decided with certainty and tribute.

Tribute. I will mark, confirm and acknowledge every single moment of appreciation, friendliness or charm.

Oh…soon…what a wonderful world!

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Tell nobody!

Hush the rush.

Slush funds as do-gooders.

The bad guys want to do good.

‘Bout time we talked.

A song for you.

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We’re starting to feel good.

Again?

Of course!

When will you try something new?

Every day!

Will you tell us about it?

If you ask we’ll be delighted.

How enchanting!

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Hunting trophies and fallen leaves we saw the desert and that everyone still believes.

It’s science, it’s fact, we may review it and it may change but for now we know the truth we should use and everything else is abuse.Hunting trophies and fallen leaves we saw the desert and that everyone still believes.

It’s science, it’s fact, we may review it and it may change but for now we know the truth we should use and everything else is abuse.

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