What can I say, it is Venice. This city has nothing to say that words have not already said. I would love to start waxing romanticly about what kind of place this is, what kind of feeling it exudes and provokes; but I wont because what I have felt here is for me and what you will feel here is for you.
So instead I will leave you with this.
A man has only so much time to practice so many things, some are more efficiant than others, some more talanted, and then, some gifted; but in the end, we are men.
Love,
Matthew
what an embrace!
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