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Caffe Florian, Venice [Tuesday afternoon]
May. 20th, 2008 10:27 amAnakin, wearing jeans and a button-down shirt, sat across from Rory in the oldest coffee shop in Italy and fought back an attack of the giggles as he stared down at the video feed Artoo had sent him.
"You have to see this," he finally choked out. "Luke turned into a pony."
"You have to see this," he finally choked out. "Luke turned into a pony."
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