A slow walk through Venice

Over a lazy Sunday lunch in the heart of France, Angelo turned to me. 'Come stay in my apartment in Venice.' I raised a skeptical eyebrow. 'I won’t be there,'  he laughed, ‘You will have the place to yourself.' And so on Monday evening I found myself in the heart of Venice, and for 10... Continue Reading →

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