...and a very happy mostra (exhibition). More tomorrow. My feet are killing me, the music plays on. Now for the third shower for the day, a long cold drink, and then to lie back and listen to the music still playing on in the piazza.
Zacchi says Mum, please, no fireworks at the next exhibition. It's just too much for a bloke's nerves. The food was good though...
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