Tag Archives: river Sile
Bolognese like a whip
“Piove, governo ladro!” it usually exclaims in the peninsula when the weather gets wet, as to say that the responsibility is always sure. Just give a casual glance at any …
Whip in deep water
The perfectly ironed white shirt, the bow tie around the neck, the shoes polished; everything is ready for the umpteenth night’s work when the phone starts to scream… my friend …
Something more
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