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It's still early in Venice
This morning I woke up very early. I went out into the street and got lost in the labyrinth of its streets -something that is not difficult to happen to you in Venice-. It was still dawn and the narrow and lonely streets insisted on remaining under a tenuous shadow. When you're not in a hurry, getting lost in Venice is the best thing that can happen to you, because every time you turn a corner you find a different surprise. Sure. From a magical reflection in a canal to a stylized Gothic arch. From an impossible floating palace to an immortal gondola. The sumptuous gondolas that, with their peculiar sound, make up the melody of the nocturnal silence.
But the Grand Canal brings the light and paints the buildings that flank it with colors and contrasts the black and white images. It has definitely dawned. Night sobriety gave way to daytime drunkenness, thus compensating for human customs.
It's still early in Venice
This morning I woke up very early. I went out into the street and got lost in the labyrinth of its streets -something that is not difficult to happen to you in Venice-. It was still dawn and the narrow and lonely streets insisted on remaining under a tenuous shadow. When you're not in a hurry, getting lost in Venice is the best thing that can happen to you, because every time you turn a corner you find a different surprise. Sure. From a magical reflection in a canal to a stylized Gothic arch. From an impossible floating palace to an immortal gondola. The sumptuous gondolas that, with their peculiar sound, make up the melody of the nocturnal silence.
But the Grand Canal brings the light and paints the buildings that flank it with colors and contrasts the black and white images. It has definitely dawned. Night sobriety gave way to daytime drunkenness, thus compensating for human customs.