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  • It was a public holiday and we decided to make a feast...
    We rode home at 5pm after drinking all day in a blow up pool. We cooked and cooked and cooked. Laughing drunkenly when we filled the cannoli tubes with spinach and ricotta...giggling as we roasted tomatos with balsamic and decorated them with basil.
    People started arriving and we sat in the backyard laughing and eating until there was only bowls to be cleaned and drinking games to play.
    People left.
    People came.
    The last thing I remember was a bottle of tequila and the truth about a threesome!
    One of our guests must have cleaned, because waking up the next morning shouldn't have looked as neat as this.
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