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We get our feet in San Marcos, Venecia. And we did it alone, With hardly anyone who cares about that excitement of being doing something unique without witnesses. It was a high water night. The sea takes centuries wanting to stay with Venice, And the man has been denying the evidence that the marbles do not float.
We contemplated everything restless. We barefoot and put in that giant seawater bathtub with the bizancio horses looking at us and the bell about to boil. The bells suddenly replied, who sounded alive and alive dead. They played for anyone, For lead sky and birds. They were the times of Covid. And there we stayed, quietitos, without knowing how to handle that loneliness and beauty. We feel gods and giants.
Video: Javier Brandoli
