Milan Springtime

From my window
I see four men
formally suited
with raised fists
and open mouths

My camera is set

One finger prods one shoulder
one foot advances

All those in the street
have turned towards them
as their song
graces the early evening.
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Posted: Jan 19

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Good imagery, can see it.. thumbs up
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