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Take 118 flat little islands; stitch them together with nearly 400

humpbacked bridges, crisscross the landscape with 28 miles of

serpentine canals. Cram this improbable space with 120 Gothic,

Renaissance and Baroque churches, as many belitowers 64

convents and monasteries, a patchwork of flag-stoned piazzas.

Line the canals with more than 400 pearly palaces. Add pigeons

and cats, lots of them.

But Venice is, above all, a metropolis of waterways, a city

whose Main Street is the extravagant, 200-foot wide Grand

Canal, whose people either walk or float, but never drive.

I glimpse a sleek, shiny gondola, regal as a black swan,

skimming expertly between high, dark walls. Behind

wrought-iron gates, a small, cobble-stoned courtyard, polished

with age, almost suffocates in its lush jungle of ferns and foliage.

The smell of roasting coffee wafts from a tiny café. I hear the

distant call of the gondoliers: “Gondola!Gondola!And as I

watch head-scarfed housewives fastidiously picking produce

from a bobbing fruit-and-vegetable boat, a laundry barge chugs

imperiously past with stacks of freshly ironed hotel linen.

There are the simple things.

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