Almost entirely down to the name of the place, Dolce Vita makes me smile every time I walk past, as it reminds me of a horrific, infuriating song by Geri Halliwell from the year dot called \"My Chico Latino\". It got stuck in my head one summer, and still pops in there every now and then, clawing away at the last remnants of my already pretty questionable sanity.\n\nIt got worse when my repellent chum Iain T used to serenade me with the song, and if the rumours are true, dance around his living room to it dressed only in his soiled, threadbare underpants.\n\nAnyway, back on topic, the song uses the phrase \"Dolce Vita\" about every 10 seconds, ensuring every time I pass this unassuming little sandwich shop, I'm filled with rage, laughter, and whimsical memories of my youth all at once.\n\nThe foods not bad either.
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