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Margolotta wrote:
I spent a year in the Lazio region.
OMG!!! That poor town!
I was in a cafe near St Peter's Square
and got chatting to a Roman who spoke excellent English
He must have taken massive pity on you to lower himself and talk to the
likes of you.
(well it was a damned
sight better than my Italian). Having only been there a fortnight, I was
still becoming accustomed to the speed they drove. I asked him what the point
was of red lights if no-one paid them any heed. "Ah" he replied, "In England,
it is the law; in Roma it is, how you say, a /suggestion/."
Go stand in the middle of the German Audubon, then you will know what
real speed is like when you get hit (and the world over will celebrate
your demise).
Says it all, really.
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