Rain isn't all too common in Italy. Sure we get our fair share here and there, but overall the days have been warm, sunny, and cloud free. (Be jealous, I know you are). However there is one day out of 10 that it drizzles a bit. On these days, no matter where I am, whether it be Florence, Rome, Cinque Terre, there always appears, as if out of thin air, the Abra Cadabra Umbrella Man. This isn't his actual name. This loving nickname comes from the fact that he appears out of no where. I could look up at the sky to see a few droplets, and suddenly, abra cadabra, he's there, holding out somewhere between 6 and 10 cheap umbrellas in a variety of patterns. I could turn a corner, look behind me, and walk
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