| Silvignano
Uncle communes with mother nature! |
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| Strolling along a lovely dirt road just outside of the town, enjoying the lavish and verdant Italian countryside... | ![]() |
| Uncle spys a lovely posey! | ![]() |
| Oh, to stop... oh, to sniff the bella fiori.. | ![]() |
| Oh, che bella!
Oh.... Oh... uh...
Ooof! |
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| oops. | ![]() |
| Aiuto! Aiuto! Uncle has fallen and he can't get up! | ![]() |
| Well, that's QUITE enough of that nonsense.... The moral of the story is stop to admire if you must but NEVER bend over. Onward, possums! | |