The Frontin Post has slept a long time, too long. It took an election kiss to wake him up. This morning I went to vote in Trichiana and I lined up, apparently it was not an original idea. Hurray. Identical walk as three years ago (first countryside vote), different season, in so many ways. Let’s wait and see. For sure, voting in Milan was more convenient, right in front of the house, but less rewarding. Happy autumn everyone.