Venice

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You never know what is going to be around the next corner or on the next street. We saw this beautiful little trattoria while crossing a little bridge on one of our random walks. The man on the right passed us while we were looking for a particular shop where I might get a sketchbook. He knew the effect his appearance was having on passers-by and cheerfully paused for a photograph.