Venice

Rialto at Night

Lights of The Grand Canal

Reflections  of St. Mark's Basilica


Piazza San Marco at Night

A Rainy Day in St. Mark's Square

Viewing Venice from the Tower

Venetian Gondoliers

Grand Canal Gondolas

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