Waiting in Rome

*VROOOOOOOOOOOOOM* Death on wheels came close to claiming me for the third time that day. πŸš˜πŸ’€ I didn't feel like exploring Rome anymore. I wanted to be in bed, away from careless drivers and rancid crowds. My stomach, however, was quick to remind me I was on an important missionβ€”operation Feed Me.
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