While we live - lets live. Italian proverb

It’s dusk when my girlfriend and I arrive at a friend’s apartment for dinner and drinks. From the13th floor of the Habana building in Bella Vista, I can feel the warm breeze roll in off the bay, and see silhouettes of ships steaming past the old city of [tag]Casco Viejo[/tag]. I lean over the balcony railing and wave, as if I wanted to engage the street-walkers below. read more»