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after John Kidd I met him in the early morning hours outside the Protestant Cemetery in Testaccio. He was smoking a cigarette and finishing an operation on his wristwatch calculator. I greeted him with a nervous hello, and he in … Continue reading
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Dio mio. It had been raining for a week now on St. Mark’s Square. The acqua alta arrived two weeks ahead of schedule to the great befuddlement of provincial forecasters, ruining the hopes of so many heavily selfie-sticked American tourists. … Continue reading