Driving to Italy, we drove through the Alps. All the snow covered trees resembled car wash brushes covered with suds. Patches of the area would be devoid of standing trees calling to mind a massacre of snow vs. tree with only the remnants of stumps and logs lying amongst the powder.
Don’t know why but at the pit stops along the way the Italians creeped me out. One guy seemed eager in a different kind of way to use the WC.
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