The Egyptian doctor who runs the physiotherapy centre where I have been every morning from eight for the last two weeks has a solid accent but speaks perfect Italian.
He is always kind and treats everyone, especially the elderly, who crowd that place.
I noticed among many a very close elderly couple who more or less kept the same hours as me.
This morning I heard them greeting saying:
“Good morning!”
The doctor replied in reply:
“All day to you!”
It seemed like a good wish to me, and even though I have very little time to be online lately, that the House of Good Arrote is extremely busy, I pass it on to you who read here (assuming there is anyone left).
All day to you, whatever you are doing.
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