Bergamasco A tourist, in a room in Catania, ask the cashier a bitter taste.
The cashier replied:-Here, take your receipt .
-But why, in Sicily take the tickets?
And Teller:-Yes, of course. The remains
Bergamo perplexed.
Then the cashier asks a question:-Look, in Sicily, the Mafia you see it?
-Look, really. Maybe petty crime, as I also think of Bergamo. The
Bergamo, even more puzzled, takes its bitter, and leaves the room. It will definitely be left dissatisfied with his journey to Catania. He had promised he would see Mount Etna, the sea, Taormina, and especially the Mafia, but this latter has not been able to see through his eyes. Probably not expect to see a horse, or check out some "kid" with the cap, a shotgun to collapse, some running here and there, and but none of it. Maybe he wanted to meet some super-fugitive bosses, or that we thought we Catania had to deal with every day. Well, there's no end to the imagination.
And if at some point you discover that the Mafia does not exist?
And Teller:-Yes, of course
Bergamo perplexed.
Then the cashier asks a question:
Bergamo, even more puzzled, takes its bitter, and leaves the room. It will definitely be left dissatisfied with his journey to Catania. He had promised he would see Mount Etna, the sea, Taormina, and especially the Mafia, but this
And if at some point you discover that the Mafia does not exist?
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