August 15, 2013

Portoferraio, Elba, Italy. October, 2012

As my Italian friend Antonio from Lucca once reminded me when I’d questioned why we were seeing so many prostitutes hanging out near bridges in a devoutly Catholic country like Italy: “In Italy, we have the pope...and Cicciolina.” And, he seemed to imply, most Italians waver somewhere in between. I am not drawn to any organized faith myself, but I do like to see outward manifestations of others’ devotion as I travel through Italy. Like this one on the island of Elba. It was on the outside of a wall surrounding a military installation. Far from any bridges.

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