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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.

25 February 2008

Blogpostcard: San Marcuola


This is where I get off the vaporetto when I make a late day grocery run. Not exactly the parking lot at Safeway...
Posted by Chiara Vincera at 07:32
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