The Story Teller

Before the arrival of autumn, there were plenty of street performances by the streets and in the various piazzas. 

This one was a story teller or a poems reader ( Not so sure which one ) in piazza Carignano, surrounded by people sitting down or standing , listening to whatever he was reading, and it was pretty late in the evening. Somehow, the scene seemed so pleasant, maybe because it is delightful to know that people still enjoy this simple old activity.