Ursuleț,
Italy, huh? Meanwhile... I'm not sitting on my couch writing this with a bag of chips and dip. Oh no wait, I am. And I have no shame.
Google has told me some very interesting things about you. Happy belated birthday for August... better late than never, right?
I'm sorry we can't all have a Wikipedia page about ourselves. Even if I did, it wouldn't have much on there.
Enjoy Italy, or wherever you are now.
Bye
Blue Jay
P.S. you have upped your shade game, sir. And because it makes you sound interesting at parties?
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