I'm a girl. I was born in 1985, a Wednesday. It was sunny and beautiful, in the middle of the french Alps. Giuseppe is a boy and he was born one year and 23 days after me. I don't know what the weather was like in Caserta that day, but South Italy is pretty consistent for this kind of things, so we can safely assume there was no snow in range.
We only met many years later, in Paris, where we now live in a 45 sqm apartment we call home, apartment in which we would love to welcome you, dear reader, if you feel like it. We're truly excited to share it with people, first because we think we have decent social skills that only regular practice can keep sharp, second because the place is lovely and it would be a shame to keep it just for ourself, and last because, let's be honest, it helps pay the bill, which is very nice.
I'm a talkative person, there is no way I can deny it, so if you enjoy nothing better than silence, you'll have to make it clear and probably drug me at some point.
We had a lot of guests before, and so far so good, we always had a killing time (edit : we don't actually kill people).