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Viviamo in un mondo dove oggi l'importante è apparire belli e non essere belli. Viviamo in un mondo dove oggi si fa a gara a chi ha più followers sui social. Si perché oggi è fondamentale avere followers, tutti ti seguono, tutti ti amano, anche se non sai fare un cazzo. Le ragazze gareggiano per il culo più sodo, l'outfit più bello. I ragazzi invece fanno a gara a chi ha più ragazze di questo genere. Oggi l'amore finisce dopo due ore in hotel. Non esistono più gli amori forti, quelli che ti inseguono, quelli che ti rendono felice, quelli che ti fanno sentire unica e speciale. Non esistono più amori come quello di Katy e John.
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I decided to work on this one dance I came up with to California Girls by Katy Perry. I first checked to make sure no one was coming in and then I put the music on and started dancing. I was just finishing up when I heard the door open. SHIT!! I hope they didn't see me! I quickly ran back over to counter and turned my I-Pod off. I looked up to see a boy around my age walking up to the counter. He was pretty cute. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and a lot of freckles! "Hey. That dance you were doing before was really good." He said to me. "Thanks." I said blushing. "So what can I get for you?" I asked. He kept looking at me worriedly like I was gonna do something to him. "I'll have my usual." He said. I stared at him confused then I realized he was probably one of the regular customers that Aunt Lisa talked about. She gave me a short list of all the regular customers orders so as "not to inconvenice them" as she put it. I pulled out the list. "Ok what's your name?" I asked him. "You don't know who I am?" He asked. I shook my head no. He looked relieved. Wonder why. "My name is Cameron Boyce."

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