Thus a red sign printed on the front of a white T-shirt under a drawing of a man and woman making love. Actually, having sex. The fellow wearing this wonder of contemporary fashion was about forty-five and had a large potbelly. He was strolling around town with his plump wife of about forty. She was pushing their sleeping toddler in a rickety stroller. Tourists wear all kinds of moronic things, but I have never seen anything more incongruous in Motovun. The silly T-shirt gets the prize.