Riminifornication Time

Summer has reached the shores of Rimini and with it the vicious zanzare–mosquitos. I'm not sure what's worse, their bloodthirsty fangs or the citronella cocktail I keep rubbing in my eyes while I sleep. Fortunately, the mercury is rising, and I've managed to secure a jet powered fan. No way they'll be able to land in a grade five hurricane I thought. But I was wrong, the evil bastards are still sucking me dry in my sleep. Then I noticed this woman and figured I'd follow her lead and spend two hours a day turning my skin into a tanned leather hide...

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Needless to say, that didn't work either.

Okay, Screw the zanzare! You got me. It's Riminifornication time, and I'll find any excuse to hang out the beach...

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