A beautiful day handed to us as our last day in Rome
These Romans are beserk
Savage Italian teens swinging youth at the Circus Maximus and other illustrious ruins. Can you imagine this is where you come to get stoned and hide from your parents?
Back in Milan, The epicness of Rome dwarfed the city, until I went to the Duomo!
The roof! Epic to say the least. Statuary everywhere. Trails pathes, I envision preist espionage, cloked men running to cover scandal in the night. These stoic figures standing everywhere, on the highest ledges, smallest precipices
Just imagine them sprouting wings at night smoking cigarettes and bombing the city