Camaiore | I Could Get Old Here

Where life is simple, slow, and happy.

I watched eight old men stand up at once, and something in me quietly rearranged itself.

They had been sitting at Caffè Celero on Piazza San Bernardino for most of an hour, maybe longer, doing what men over sixty do on an Italian piazza, which is nothing, but nothing done carefully and particularly.

Espresso cups empty. Newspapers folded, actual paper ne…