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Madam or Miss? - Part Two

I realized that in Puglia when something breaks is abandoned to his fate and left in place. Route. Building and irretrievably inoperable. It's not about who is out of season, half season or full season. It does not matter if the shutter of the bathroom does not rise more if the TV has power but without the antenna cable, if your refrigerator is plugged in but not cold or the curtain that obscures the glass door is now lisa filthy and in part to pull.
I noticed that in Puglia the use of the horn is all well and good. A tap on the sidewalk to greet his friend right, beep beep to say goodbye to the friend who comes by car in the opposite direction, if the motorist in front beeeeeep hesitates in front of the red light, another tap the horn to say hello friend left on the sidewalk, tap a warning to the rider to overcome, a beep to attract the attention of the cyclist stops at traffic lights (red), a tap again to greet the cyclists coming in the opposite direction. Any excuse to give voice to their own horn.
I realized that the orecchiette with turnip greens is one of my favorite pasta dishes, appetizers that the house and burrata are inimitable and the olives deserve top marks.

I realized that in Puglia a woman's marital status information is necessary to know at all costs. If the woman in question is unguarded rings of any shape and value should expect to receive explicit questions about the status of the family. And faced with a "nubiltà" that continues - in the standard - for too long, it is normal because the investigation is not yet marry. This custom
Puglia - alas - was not a discovery. It 'was a confirmation.