In '94, we visited friends in Italy. The story of my re-entering the Autostrada without a proper ticket, how the tollbooth operator's skullcap separated from his cranium upon coming to a realization of my transgression is one story. This photo, though, was taken in a village of some 10,000 where we saw only one shop operator and one drunk singing loudly from a second-storey window.
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