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I had my first bad day: at work I didn’t have much to do and the day was somehow meaningless, the sun disappeared but the temperatures didn’t substantially decrease, and it rained all along my way back home I was sooo wet! I should probably buy a raincoat…

As I promised, I uploaded a couple of pictures of the Gaypride, but I don’t have as many (good) shots as Jörg, so, please, just look at his photostream to have a little taste of the weekend celebrations.
On Sunday, while I was dancing, my mother called:

Me: Pronta?
Mom: Oh, are you on the street? Do I have to call you later?
Me: No, calling me later won’t probably change anything: I will be still celebrating
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Mom: Btw, where are you exactly? What kind of celebrations are you attending?
Me: Mmm, well… the gaypride
Mom: What’s that?
Me: The day for gays…
Mom: Mmm, ok, be careful…
Me: As usual Ciao!
Jörg: Saluti!
Me: Did you hear Jörg? He’s greeting you and he speaks good Italian, wanna talk with him?
Mom: Oh, well, mmm, actually… no, no… Have a nice time, I call you tomorrow.
Me: Ciao!