Hong Kong, NYC, Milan, Paris

  • Hong Kong: That’s the question you choose. Seriously? Probably the day my brother Giacomo was born I was three and my mother screamed for hours. 
  • NYC: Nothing, I would burn if I got up at morning. 
  • Milan: Jerk. Dickhead. Arsehole, something along those lines. 
  • Paris: Something with meaning behind it. A kiss is easily given, and easily taken. It’s another thing to have a reason behind it, to have intent. Those are the ones you remember, the others that stick by you.