...such a thrilling , voiceless yet , lyric experience ...it does echos sparkling water chants , while it keeps on invading ,....meaning no harm..., climbing from the fussy Venezia lagoon, through the fragments of the long forgotten vacuum wormholes , into the fabric of these palaces chambers , where for a second , maybe
, one could feel the presence of the owners , who still claim their cosy
thrones....









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