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Venezia, tell me who I am, but not who I was.

A New York woman shares the sacred, the profane, and the mundane aspects of her year in Venice. And beyond.

01 October 2007

Moving day...


No matter where you live, moving day is a drag.

I had enough of this back in August!
Posted by Chiara Vincera at 22:16
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