After the shot cafe we went to a place called Yab. Some disco club. It was pretty fun. I had to save my friends from this creepy old dude. He would not stop trying to dance with them. I grabbed Sarah away and then he tried grabbing my wrist and I turned around, pulled my arm back, said no, shook my head and made it clear for him to go away. He was old, bald, and had glasses. No idea what he was doing in the club.
Being a badass in Italy.. brb!
With love,
Tiz



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