She writes
This is the Wanderer reporting from Villa Torlonia,on a cold but sunny December morning. In front of me is a marble column, dedicated to who-knows-whom. To my left, the huge main white villa, and 3 obese Roman cats. On the right, the bright green grass slopes down towards the trees.A little girl chases a cat, talking gibberish. Sunday joggers pass by.
The hill of my childhood secret-police games is only a few meters high. What a disappointment. And the deep dark forrest has been cleaned out and pruned.
Underneath me are the Jewish Catacombs, more ancient than the Christian ones because the Pagan Romans cremated their dead.
My fingers are about to freeze off. Pics in next post.
posted by RomanWanderer @ 5:30 AM
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