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I spot one—red heels, smokin’ a cig—real cool, like she owns the block. I’m thinkin’, “Homer, you big lug, don’t stare!” But—D’oh!—she winks, and I’m sweatin’ like a pig in a bacon factory. Costs? Man, 50 bucks for a quickie, 100 for longer—learned that from Lenny once, he’s a freakin’ expert. Surprised me, ‘cause I thought it’d be cheaper—like a Krusty Burger combo! Ha! “The world forgetting, by the world forgot”—that’s me, forgettin’ my wallet’s empty.

Tuscany, Lunigiana, Fivizzano, Italy

But then, he starts talking about ghosts. Ghosts! In Lerici! I’m trying to keep a straight face, but inside, I’m like, “This is gold!” He’s going on about how the castle is haunted. I’m half-expecting a ghost to pop out and say, “Boo!”

Lerici (La Spezia): refurbishing of the soccer field “Piero Bibolini”