The Florence I Don't Remember
The Renaissance in less than ten photos
I’ve been to Florence once, more than fifteen years ago. I feel like it’s fallen off since then, since social media flattened the entire nation of Italy into a lemon-print dress that everyone is wearing, an okayish gelato you can get in New York, and a single tumbling sea cliff that no one realizes ne…
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