a quick photo essay that speaks volumes about italian enterprise.
that romans park their automobiles every and anywhere is a sad fact of reality. a car that blocks your way is a nuisance to anyone, but for the especially needy it can be a major setback.
in this brief series we see how one person has tried to defend his officially-allotted parking spot. a bucket of yellow paint, an old brush, and fifteen minutes later the stripes are as good as new. well, almost.
if you want something done, the old adagio goes, you’d just better roll up your sleeves and get to work…