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	<title>Comments on: Breakfast in Milan: Zucca and Gallerie Vittorio Emanuele</title>
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		<title>By: leda</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I didn´t notice anyone looking at me while í was making my ballet around the genitals of the bull´s eyes...but, i was told some of the passing by people, some of then, were just jealous of the ones whom dare to make this little dance, me myself, I got nothing to hide, I like the way I look on the photographs, so I was just paying attention to the camera my mother was holding, just to make sure I´d be nice in this ridiculous thing, but as happier as nothing, just those stupid little things tourists do in foreing countrys, `cause, me , my little sister and my mother we was about do lunch in one of the overpreiced places of this magnificent gallery, the one called Savini Restoranti, just after having made some byings in those beautiful stores...It was a marvelous day!]]></description>
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		<title>By: leda</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I didn´t notice anyone looking at me while í was making my ballet around the genitals of the bull´s eyes...but, i was told some of the passing by people, some of then, were just jealous of the ones whom dare to make this little dance, me myself, I got nothing to hide, I like the way I look on the photographs, so I was just paying attention to the camera my mother was holding, just to make sure I´d be nice in this ridiculous thing, but as happier as nothing, just those stupid little things tourists do in foreing countrys]]></description>
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