Ok, so I'm not sure Gingerbread actually did bring our breakfast up to our room that morning, coz to be honest, the night before remains a little fuzzy... yeah, that's pretty much how it ends in L.A after 2 am.
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Born in Paris, First kiss in New York, First swim in the sea in Israel, First great picture in Moab, UT, USA, First real pizza in Rome, First wallet loss in London, First henna tatoo in Assouan, ... And this blog is my latest first.
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