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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.

15 May 2009

Was I really there?


Strange.

Something I was not expecting… a sense of disbelief that any of this happened at all, that I ever had a home and a life in Venice, that it all goes on without me now.

Painful. And strange.
Posted by Chiara Vincera at 13:21
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