Buon Giorno Italy!
September 24th 2010 When I was young, about 11 years old, I had a best friend from Italy called Julie. She had come out to Australia with her Mum and three brothers when she was about two. One morning Julie's Mum, Gemma came to pick me up to take me to school. She was buzzing and Julie explained that she'd had a dream that I'd picked her lotto numbers and she'd hit the jackpot! Being highly superstitious, she was abs
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