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June 1, 2009
The air is heavy in Venice, humid, sky pearl white, with a pale circle of a rainbow around the unblinking sun. Some look up hoping for rain. The heavy weather is making it hard for the tourists, children cry and complain, adults quarrel.
'My balls are full of your shit, you hear? Full. Full! I mean full!'
'If I had known I would have bought the tickets, I swear it seems like you've never been to Venice before, stand in a hour's queue like the foreigners, I mean, really...'
'C'mon, we'll take a photo! Why not? Always the long face!!!'