The most obvious thing to say about the people in Rome is that there are lots of them, of all shapes and sizes. There's also a lot of them on display in terms of the quantity of flesh many choose to reveal. This can be rather off-putting when it's the kind of flesh one would normally choose to avoid viewing, but let's be charitable and acknowledge it's a case of each to his or her own.
Must admit though, I've been taken aback at just how many of the ladies here have decided it's a good idea to tattoo themselves in ways that it's difficult to see as appealing - and I'm referring here to ladies in their middle years rather than callow youngsters. I hesitate to describe the majority of such tattoos as disfiguring since that sounds so unpleasantly judgmental, but, in all honesty, that's the way I see them. I suspect there's something rather sad going on, but it's not something I understand.
By the way, in case the above sounds unbearably sexist (and in some ways it does) I should add that it's a pale reflection of the Missus's critique of what we've witnessed.
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