
A couple of days later, Milan got a little boring........mainly because everyone kept telling me of the glorious sites in Florence. So, a week later I hopped on a train heading South in anticipation of more splendorous sites......... When I arrived in Florence, I quickly noticed that the real people looked a hell of a lot different than the statues. The statues reminded me a bit of the guys that hang out at Gold's gym back in Venice (California, that is). And I really felt a sense of history when I saw statues of naked men sticking their heads in each other's crotches! I began to wonder what Rome would offer.....
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