

Perugia, Italy
Perugia has a lot of...characters.
There are the nice old men who work at the Parma store, who yell out "Ciao!" in the mornings when we walk by. There is the guy at the coffee shop who memorizes my order and calls me "friend." There is the woman who plays the same five-note song on her flute all day, every day, while her pierced, blue-haired boyfriend begs us for money. If she stops playing that song, the five dogs that sit at her feet all at...