He thought she was a sucker, a con man’s dream, taken in by promises of Italian ice cream, a bottle of prosecco and a gondola ride under the Rialto and the Bridge of Sighs. But she had built her own bridge of lies; an experienced hustler with a scam of her own, she took all […]
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City of Bridges and Sighs
Give me a city of bridges and sighs, Shimmering water under cloudless skies, Flocking pigeons in St Mark’s Square Fed by the crowds of tourists there. Give me the surprise of a piazzale, The clanging of the bell in the Campanile, Echoes of gondoliers in the early morning haze And overcrowded vaporetti in the watery […]
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