26 Aug 2022

And so she’s back in Italy, welcomed with a hug of heat and a gang of men thrusting roses in her face. Despite this, it’s her favorite city, maybe. She tries to list all the best ones and fails to, because she’s been everywhere and nowhere at all; she’s floating.

A group of men, mostly in white t-shirts, walks past a yellow sign that says “Ottica” whose bold letters stick out from the building’s faded Roman facade.

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