Thanks for the link, DC. When I was a little kid, if my dad had a couple of hundred dollars saved up, we'd rent a bungalow in Rockaway for the summer. They were like tarpaper shacks, but I didn't care. A whole summer at the beach!
Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu, E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu... E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.
