A light rain is falling on Milan’s Piazza del Duomo. Our tour of Sforza Castle and Leonardo’s Last Supper is over, so now we’re back on our own. As far as city squares go, this is a big one – really big, and kind of ominous. This is where Mussolini gave so many speeches to cheering crowds. I assume they were cheering. If anyone wasn’t cheering, they probably got bopped on the head with a nightstick. Fascism was like that. Continue reading “Milan’s Piazza del Duomo — Life in the Fascism Lane”
