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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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