I apologise up-front if this posting sounds self indulgent…tune out now (I hope you don’t!!) if that bugs you.
For a cranky, dopey, near ‘middle aged’ stranieri ignorante, learning italian ‘e molto difficile.
If you’re a mature aged student, you know what it’s like…
By the end of the day, the office has fried your brain, the train [...]

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So I’m sitting on the train stopping all stations and it’s going to take FOREVER to get home; the tough boys have spread themselves across the walkway, daring people to walk past, pumping out their trashy pop ring tones as loud as possible so that someone, ANYone will look at them (…please???); an old guy [...]

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