And for that I apologize:

Neptune, you sex god:

This photo makes me wonder if the guy in the window is looking at Neptune’s goodies or those in the store:

And there will be a gigantic entry about in the very near future, once I get through all the photos. In the mean time you have these to consider:

If you are going to take photos like this, best that you be in Italy.

Good lord Italy, I mean good lord. Bologna was pretty as a picture covered in rain and Florence was stunning while overcast. This has lead me to realize that it is not possible to take a bad photo of Italy because it is a freakishly perfect supermodel:

Because it CANNOT be both:

So, sue me. I am in Italy. What else do you expect?

I found this thing in a store that only sells mineral water from around the world, like Denmark, Croatia and the Catskills. Exotic, them there Catskills.

Interesting I make a biblical reference while posting a photo of a nun:

I have a couple of holy grails. Some I have accomplished, including photographing Russian sailors. Others include photographing a nun in Italy, which I have accomplished above. And in a country that so respects and reveres its nuns:

Yes, that is a soccer player hitting a ball into a bus stop full of nuns. (Silently puts head into hands while shaking head.)