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Game ironic fate: Giordano Bruno even in marble always worth of flowers (roll with the notorious area of Campo dei Fiori?). Lonely crimson roses and gentle touching a wreath of daisies from the first of February in the beautiful Pinch.
ps. have passed so many years with my acquaintance with Italy, but still still amazed unpleasant habit of Italian youth to paint the monuments architecture and monuments, vibrant colors of indelible balonchika. And let me not talk to their defense that this "tradition" has gone from an ancient Rome, citing letters painted walls of ancient Pompeii. Somehow unconvincing .. and not humane .. especially for churches. And as soon as a hand up?
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