17 — Clear bright morning, the rolling sounds of bells over and over, sea-like bells washing the city, clean and calming and celebratory, it is Easter Sunday. All is unpolished white and milk blue. Passing the Arsenale with its military warning signs, the beautiful pool behind it. Would the British Navy be able to keep such prime real estate? I doubt it…
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