The day is ready to cross the line.
The city in a rush, not so far.
Midday is approaching.
The nervous bells start playing
long before the estabilished time an long after.
The siren is pushing the rush further more.
Is coming.
The Gianicolo cannon explodes.
From now on is too late no matter what
and the city slowly comes back to its lazy rush again.
Lat. 41°53.2819'N - Long. 12°29.461' E