Quick little fun fact about my neighborhood I live in; evidently it used to be the red light district of Florence. The street right out my front door was lined entirely with brothels up until as late as the 50s. My design professor recently moved in a few apartments down from mine and she said it was the first time her mother had ever walked down that street because when she was growing up in was not proper for ladies to go near that area. My professor even found a hidden inappropriate fresco behind a wall while renovating.
heh, who knew?
1 comment:
This is a great story. One you can tell your grandchildren when you are sitting in a rocking chair painting. What great color to your live in Florence. At least it was long enough ago that a mother can laugh rather than worry:) Julie
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