Thank you, Chordettes, for that useful refrain. “The Daily {French-Italian} Cure” is closed for the weekend. As the Milanese say, despite the fact that we’re talking two days here, Buona Domenica. Have a good Sunday. Come in, poke around, leave me a note or two.
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