Venice, Italy

Venice enchanted me like a dream I could have imagined without the experience to build.  Down every alley, around every corner, there was a new muse.  She was poetic in her existence and she pulled me in.  I fell hard for the texture and reflections that she was made of and she left me wanting more.  Venice is where I embraced being a morning person, because I experienced the magic of the city before it awoke and the stillness washed over me like a wave in a tranquil sea.

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