My first time in Florence, I spent a weekend by myself, exploring, not knowing where I was going next.
I checked into my little hotel, then walked to the Uffizi, to stare at the Titians, the Boticellis, and especially David’s taut cheeks. I looked as long as I wanted.
When I emerged hours later, I saw people scattering away from the Piazza della Signor…
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