florence at night

It was different than the first time. The streets were filled with hand-holding lovers, the air was warm, and there was a hushed buzz throughout the city center.

basilica di santa maria del fiore
midnight gelato
le donne
santa maria novella
ponte vecchio
a couple

Everything just glowed.

I remember thinking how much I'd miss it. The narrow streets, the uneven cobblestone, peeks of the Duomo, the infinitely tall buildings. I think that once streets become familiar, you've found a new home.

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