Tight Spot

It's Saturday night and I've just left Rico's sister's 30th birthday party. Art studio. Bite-sized frittate, panini, focaccie. Frequent champagne top ups; a big pink-and-black polka dotted American-style birthday cake from an American bakery in Rome. I'm wearing a skirt and stilettos, which is dumb, because - something I didn't know until this evening -

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