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

23 May 2008

Piazza alla mattina


Get up early enough and you can have the entire Piazza to yourself, even see the sun making its way through these noble old pillars.

You have to bring your own coffee, though.
Posted by Chiara Vincera at 18:39
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