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Then, I decide to check out the Roman amphitheater. It’s tucked away, but when you find it, it’s like, “Whoa, history!” I’m standing there, imagining gladiators fighting it out. But then, I overhear this tour guide. He’s talking about how the amphitheater was built in the 2nd century AD. I’m like, “Dude, that’s older than my grandma!”

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