February 3rd, 2012 at 10:00AM
A large magnifico “Back again,” said the magnifico at the cafe on the last ridge before Cetinje and the heart of Montenegro. We had met before, you see. He is always there, it seems, summer or winter, like a major-domo of these uplands, or a Chief of Protocol. He wears black breeches, and a wide belt like a cummerbund, and he stands about seven feet tall, and speaks in a basso profundo, and tosses slivovic back like lime juice, and is in all respects the very model of a modern Montenegrin.

A large magnifico

“Back again,” said the magnifico at the cafe on the last ridge before Cetinje and the heart of Montenegro. We had met before, you see. He is always there, it seems, summer or winter, like a major-domo of these uplands, or a Chief of Protocol. He wears black breeches, and a wide belt like a cummerbund, and he stands about seven feet tall, and speaks in a basso profundo, and tosses slivovic back like lime juice, and is in all respects the very model of a modern Montenegrin.

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