Watched already 9 episodes from Rome season 1. There are
times of interests that sprung up from thoughts, words, that been whispered
into our ears, feelings, that needed to be expressed and old ideas we were taught
at school.
I remember Rome as we walked through it with my dear friend
on a day trip from Naples during a crazy holiday of our early twenties. It was
hot and the bottles of Peroni in our sweaty palms as the sun shone through our
straw hats. Our dazed eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses as we threw money
into the Trevi Fountain. It has all passed and we drink coffee instead, many
things have changed even our youth.
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