Narrow cobbled streets with beer bottle tops crushed for near eternity into the tarmac joints, winking like silver coins and capturing the memories of wild party nights and happy drinking, brightly coloured buildings decorated with hanging baskets with brassy flowers spilling over like floral waterfalls and enthusiastic street entertainers on every corner.
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Very poetical, Andrew
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Thank you Derrick.
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…..and an Italian restaurant named Luigi Malone’s, still one of my favourite restaurant names ever…
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Great!
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