Two weeks in Italy

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Tuesday, June 9th

Aidan
The dog has accepted the wine; the woman has accepted the dog; the courtyard waits for someone to break something.
The dog knows the wine is hers; she smiles anyway.
The dog has seen every tourist; the wine forgives them all.
The dog has already decided who the wine is for.
Two tourists, two animals, one basilica: the dog knows what matters.
The dog studies Italy on the map; the cat waits for him to leave.
The dog knows the wine is hers; he waits for the espresso cup.
She holds the phone; the dog holds the future; the blinds judge them both.

Munich ✈️ Florence