Sunday, December 25, 2011

My Crew


Recently I have been accepted into small group of men about my age who own or hang out in the handful of caf├ęs I frequent in Campo Santa Margherita. I call them “my crew.” I’m not sure how this happened. I did not apply for it, as there is no application, and it was not sudden, but happened slowly. The butcher and fish guy I go to are in this campo, and there is a grocery store there that sells the