There are few trees in Rome. But there are lots of pigeons. At night the trees are loaded with birds.
In the morning your car looks like a sewer. Smells like one too!
Sunday, December 7, 2008
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`There you are!' cried the Toad, straddling and expanding himself. `There's real life for you, embodied in that little cart. The open road, the dusty highway, the heath, the common, the hedgerows, the rolling downs! Camps, villages, towns, cities! Here to-day, up and off to somewhere else to-morrow! Travel, change, interest, excitement! The whole world before you, and a horizon that's always changing!
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