This is what I look at when I am waiting for the bus to come back up from Modica Bassa. I gaze at the elegant balconies in the first photo and try to imagine who lives in the houses in the second one and what their lives are like. It's a pity about the wires and there is a petrol station below but then, you can't have everything.
Finding the Height of Beauty on Capri
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