This is me trying to be bello in Tuscany in 2005 A.D. Just then, an American tourist asked me if I was a member of the "Honoured Society" (a.k.a. mafia). I wanted to exclaim: "Do I look like a member of the hair-gel brigade?" But, instead I replyed with my best Eastwood voice, "Io sono bello!" But, if I really had been a crooked Sicilian financier (= mafioso), then my career would have been written through other people's obituaries! At least my own mother will always be my number one fan seeing me as being irresistibly gallant, in an amorous, courtly way!
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