Ah Rome The eternal city A place of fountains food and music A place of chaos and beauty Above all a place of freedom
PARRUCHIERE VIA TORINO DA SIG.RA PIANOSTRADA But not for Paolo Paolo lived confined to a small hair salon on Via Torino Often he would press his nose against the window captivated by the bustle on the sidewalks
Get away from there Paolo Signora Pianostrada would shout You’re smudging the glass
