Nudo Per Stalin

1. The conversation starter in the middle of my face. I was too shy to talk to the pretty American sharing my breakfast table at the hostel this morning, but she kindly broke the ice. 'Did that hurt?'

2. I went to both the Libreria del Cinema and Fandango bookshop-cafés and they were both closed. I had been looking forward to going but it was a good thing because bookshops are dangerous enough for me, let alone bookshops full of cinema books. :)

3. 'Nudo Per Stalin' exhibition of photos from the 1920s and 30s. Such a good thing that I just stumbled across it, that I'd caught it on its last day (and mine), that it was open on a Monday, and that it was free.