June 3, 2013

Rome. October, 1980

Could this be my favorite taxi stand in the world? One where a local denizen seems to be hailing down a car for you? In the gardens of the Villa Borghese, high above Rome’s bustling Piazza del Populo, Dali and I strolled early one morning, alone to play among the statues. Well, almost alone. There was a chatty young woman who was demonstrably and lengthily explaining some crisis to a friend as they passed by. It was then that Dali gave me another Italian vocabulary lesson: chiacchierone.

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