 It looked ready to rain when we headed off to Al's for dinner, so we took a taxi. Passing the Coliseum, the sun came out just as we stopped at a traffic light, I wound down the window and took one shot. It then went black and rained until we got to the Via D'Spania. The chestnut seller's hotplate sizzled with the drips and the African pushcart traders magically replaced t-shirts and cheap jewellery with umbrellas and plastic rain capes. |
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