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Ivy OlesenYesterday my host dad screamed “CAZZO*!” slammed his fist on the horn and sped around the hairpin turn, muttering, “So what? I just forgot to use my turn signal!”
To know Italy and to know Italians, you have to drive with them. In Italy, no one slows down for the blind turns on one–way streets: they’re everywhere, why would you? Stoplights with red, yellow, and green are open to interpretation by both pedestrians and drivers.
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