So many stories in this little alley in a street parallel to Via Roma near the post office, and not all of them were in books. I got sucked into this vicolo by the books and I stayed for the bookseller, Pietro Tramonte. More on him tomorrow.
August 15, 2014
I saw this beautiful dog most days chained up to this doorway, or heard him whine behind the shuttered saracensche of a storage shed in center city. His coat and confirmation were beautiful and unscarred, so he either he had never fought or he had always won.