The Italian . . .
. . . next door
Has taken to sunbathing senza vestiti. Sans vêtements. Utan kläder. A cappella.
Make that bare ass, dick-out, buck nekkid.
It is not a pretty sight.
All the villas here have high walls, so I normally wouldn't have a problem. But, the only balcony that we use overlooks the area where he likes to plop on the chaise and let it all hang out.
I don't need that while cooking dinner.