Sorrento Getaway

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Sorrento Getaway

It seemed the perfect place for a clandestine rendezvous, a dangerous tryst, a life-taking risk. Corners all around, but nowhere to hide.

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Looks like a great movie scene especially one with a shootout. Lots of bullets with none hitting their intended target.

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Monica McLaughlin

15/04/2012 at 1:33 am

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- Ha ha! I was going for a slightly Hitchcockian feel, sorta Vertigo… I took this when I was in Italy in 2006 on my old Sony point and shoot. My Sorrento photos are some of my all-time favourites.
  
  I would love to go back with my current camera, though… I could easily add in any dirt and dust I’d be missing…
  
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  Titirangi Storyteller
  
  15/04/2012 at 1:44 am
  
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“Paparazzi” is an Italian term, isn’t it? :). Nowhere to hide, but you could, at least, run. Better you didn’t have your SLR. Imagine the shutter click echoed and amplified by all those walls… Dangerous business this is…

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sifrim

15/04/2012 at 3:54 am

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- Indeed – the SLR nearly got me arrested in Panama. The police had no problem with people’s point and shoots but said my equipment was professional and could be used by spies. (Spies??? Really, do spies walk around with lenses and tripods and stand out in the open photographing their targets? Apparently, in Panama they do!)
  
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  Titirangi Storyteller
  
  16/04/2012 at 12:11 am
  
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Ha, I remember your Panama story.

Now I have “carry me back to Sorrento” running through my mind.

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poietes

27/04/2012 at 4:41 am

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- worse things could happen!
  
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  Titirangi Storyteller
  
  27/04/2012 at 9:35 am
  
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