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It 's easy to find churches in England that no longer are and become something else. If the pictures are, in fact, of a notary's office with lots of signs, red carpet, carpet entrance and reception. In Plymouth, however, I came across a church adibitita bars, restaurants and city hall. One evening in Torquay I found a church turned into a ballroom (ovviamante smooth) complete with a DJ and punch served at the altar. Also in Torquay there is another Gothic church with the purple portal with rainbow edges on the front and there are scattered garlands. Very often they are also converted into apartments. From the thrills that a work of art can be a private good commercial betraying its nature and its original beauty. Can you imagine the Vatican into a mega luxury condominium with a luminescent insegana?

This also helps to impoverish the cultural aspect of a city, as it is impossible to visit all'nterno these buildings are altered, losing their sense of art. For me even more effect since I was born in the city of 100 churches, all of which are not actually visited, but at least had the good sense not to pay the pizza!

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When you wake in the morning to welcome and there is no sun, but, rather, carriers of dark rain clouds (as in photo), I feel the nostalgia of my homeland. The light, the sun and the heat of Puglia, especially during the summer, let me say, I'm ineguaiabili. You get up out of bed with energy, fun and a great desire to do something. This dark, however, puts a bit of sadness and anxiety, because, as you say good Roberto, attacks in England when the rain can go on for days. We say that this type of days, I'd already had to get used to, because I lived for 5 ½ years in Perugia, and there's rain, humidity and snow I've seen enough. The reality is that a Southerner never gets used to this type of climate and, in fact, all fellow expats in the north that I talk to complain about just that. In my city, Trani , summer not almost never rains when it rains and we always know that it will be for long.

I leave with some verses of the song of the south sound system "Me Basta Lu Sule," which explain better than me what is the sun for us people of the South:

quandu the Ca Azzi morning you and me 'to nfacci fenescia' nc'e 'na subitu what about the intra ecchi toi you Flesch and you Flesca tuttu giurnu Pecce lu' lu know about but we keep attornu bbete? Lu tou the core but there bbete sape? There is singing moi NCI criterion Ca ete lu sule ca giurnu every light you mena moi Ca ete lu sule lu sule Camina Ca ete ca nu pocu you always scarficia Ca ete lu sule lu quandu iciu preciu me is' strong boobies cautu immensu Ca quandu lu iciu alle origini mei pensu pensu ca l'estate mo rria pensu a n'alberu te ulia pensu puru a nna beddhra stria pensu ca la vita ete mia