S.P.Q.R., jr.

SPQR--Senatus Populusque Romanus...I am a citizen of Roma, that is, as long as I don't open my mouth! And the evidence of this: the ombrelli men no longer approach me with their wares.

I must admit that I worried about the umbrella men. Did they go hungry during the summer months when it didn't rain?

Well, folks, we have the answer...they simply convert to parasols, fans, and hats.



Look at this guy. Doesn't he remind you of the children's book Caps for Sale?



As for me, I am happy to be taken as a native. What can be more flattering?