
Our Italian isn’t great, but we think it says: “Matri: I wouldn’t trade you for a plate of tortellini or even two as you are the power of Bologna, unless for the Pope. I'm out, Thomas” …or something like that.
Or, it could say, "I skipped school today and ate tortellini before going to the Bologna soccer match. Bite me, papa. Ciao, baby. Love, Thomas (your son)."
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