Yesterday I went for a bike ride into downtown Monza, and there was this open air market going on in one of the piazzas. I locked up the bike and started to walk through. There were hundreds of people- old people, women with strollers, kids, teenagers, men with shoulder bags (can't get used to that, somehow...) and they were all packed in like sardines.
But when I looked around at some of the stuff people were selling, I was a little confused. There were some shoe tables, bags and purses strung about our heads, but also a pots and pans salesman, and multiple underwear stalls.
I'm talking bras and panties hanging like Italian flags from windows. Mens underwear, too. Nothing was packaged, everything was fluttering in the breeze, and people were actually crowding these stalls to buy this stuff. Yes- stallS (plural!) It was pretty weird. And the prices weren't even that great.
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