"This whole world is wild at heart, and weird on top."
The things you pick up as you go.
Venezia over Valentine’s Day Weekend, 2010.
The city itself is one of my favorite in the world; it feels like a Poe poem come to life— a little dark, a little sinister, but with a happily smiling face it shows the rest of the world as it sinks. Total romance.
While I inadventantly quit smoking nearly 3 months ago, the only time I really miss it is when I think about all my cigarette breaks on Via XXVII Aprile’s balcony in Florence.
A typical day in Italy. Full of sheer class.