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Give me your address, you’ll ask,
i want to send you the photos.
If you don’t make it, do not mind,
he’ll reply, handing a bright orange post-it
with childish lettering to your side.
And under the advisory of an italian nonno;
not to have children before the age of thirties,
because one morning you might wake up with
an eager lust
to visit Nicaragua.
Between the last vine and the last fig tree
of the street
- clearly defined -
the Fontana delle Arti
- carved in 1927 -
the omonymous bistrot
- with the blue+red plates -
& the silver-gold miumiu dolls
- on the right corner -
we will be facing the city again.
Rome or Nicaragua.
