Harry’s Bar, Rome, on Via Veneto –
Where the king of paparazzi waits,
White bandage on his cheek, like a raw scar
Of honour – is heaving, full of Dolce
Vita‘s cream, in Rino’s memory –
Illustrious as some vague delirious fantasy
Of his gilded past… – He’s snapped back to the
Present, as out walks Gerard Depardieu
With his companion, Magda Vavrusova:
Sad scenes of sordid violence ensue –
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Recalling Rino in his pomp, maybe,
Scourge of glitterati outside all the bars;
But now, he says, the street is like a cemetery
Thronged only with the lonely ghosts of stars.
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Photo by Ziogiucas via Italian wiki
