To recap: The previous day, Falco got up at four to visit some irate renegade monks in the hinterland, and spent the night on a bare mountain top, suffering from a mysterious, quick-healing wound. He has been attacked by revolutionary bar girls, a cross-dressing Goldie, and the pointy-eared Russian anarchist from the previous page, and he has had a lot to explain to Father Pietro already. Not to mention the emotional strain of seeing his pretty and talented student flirt with a muscular quasi-fascist in a ridiculous hat. As the author, I feel a little bit guilty…
Absurd! An italian hat cannot be totally ridiculous.
So much new wonderful art! So much new Lou jokes! So much new Andy sexy moustaches!