Where thoughts run free

One of my favourite places in Italy is Marciana Library.

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The hush that falls there, the chill that rises off the lagoon, the howl of wind whispering under doors as it pushes its way inside over stone walkways. Dark wood and thick pages. Light pouring in from above, where St. Mark’s Campanile stands sentinel, welcoming my presence.

I miss it.

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